I can taste in the air the stale void
The lost sounds of your rhythmic breathing; fast, and then slow
The feel of your laugh, pounding through my soul like music
A lonely echo against the white of silence.
Author notes
I had a bunch of ideas, all lined up to create a much longer poem (and probably with neat little 4 line stanzas) but I wrote the first part and I stopped. Why would I waste my time writing even more about hope, wishing, wanting, and needing a feeling to go away, when I could just write something about the feeling?
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Comments
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Very good I enjoyed reading this even though it was short you got your point across nicely
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great
This is a perfect length I think. I think you really did get the emotions of really missing someone and feeling that they're gone into those four lines. I loved it, wonderful job.
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