In The Middle Alone

I strain to write you a poem

But my head is empty 

Empty like my apartment

 

Silence 

There are no words spoken here

No conversations

 

You with yours

Her with hers

 

And me

 

With words that slip away as I reach for them

 

Know that I think of you as you dream in the dark 

 

Far away from me

I’m so far away from me

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