Excerpts of a Wandering Mind
Thursday, 21 January 2016
Empty Air
You no longer remember,
What it was like before,
Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
But this short distance,
Just rubs the wound sore,
Right within reach,
But never there,
I look right at you,
Empty air.
~Rei Shiori
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