As I wait for those brief moments my heart cries out in torture. Missing pieces of my soul just gone. Nowhere to be found except hiding in the past. Never to be whole again. This is what it feels like to be empty. The emptiness consumes. If only. It won't. How much my Gemini needs me but it will never be. We are split. 2 parts of one. Cracked in half. Splintered connections spark within the darkness but there isn't enough light to find the way. I'm lost. I miss me when I am whole. Teardrops escape reminding of what was. If only there was a way. There's not, not today.
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