Wednesday, March 21

here, not here

but not here
but gone too
you only have part of me
here with you
one hand to hold and the other one searching
groping for more
one eye on you
one eye on the door
you feel it don't you?
that half of me missing
that side of me unsatisfied
that deep part of me not knowing
not knowing if it is you or me
not knowing if I'd be happier anywhere
but here
always asking in my head if I would....
and it is the asking that steals
from me
from you too
because I am here
but I am not here
and you feel that.


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