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I told her how I felt
She said she doesn’t feel the same
My arms are left still empty as before
In my bed pillows are what I have left to cuddle with
My heart still left empty

I hate being at a crossroads I just wanna curl up I feel intoxicated but I haven’t had a drink maybe I should would that change how I feel how I am what I want what I can’t have what reminds me of what I don’t want to be worries of the past repeating the future unfolding in an unpleasant way the effect of cause and actions of results wonders of mind and thought space in time

There is a connection between the unconnected
An under lining bond with each other
It transcends the distances and keeps us together

I just want to fill this void
Complete this emptiness in side me
Obtain the matched feeling that I have
To find that person would be the greatest gift
She would be bearing the greatest gift

These unfair feelings
Cherished and far between
Fleeting moments of intensity
Fulfilling faintless desires
Incognito pseudo falsities
Focused heart-full thoughts
Wanting future outcomes
Congruent within present fiction
Features of mutual connections
Spoken and feared not discarded
Unbalanced romantic friendship
Multifaceted in complexity
Intoxicated truths foretold
Recurring facts displayed
Desires flung around
Truthful in each others face
Mutual fusion held back
Unfair on my behalf
Forged bonds respected
Wanting to temp fate

Another birth year
Another year to unfold
Another single celebration
Another celebration being single
Another taken by a girl
Another girl taken
Another lonley night
Another night alone
Another pillow held in my arms
Another arms held empty

To be honest as I’m snuggled in my bed with my blankets the lingering smell of your perfume haunts me not in a bad way but in a lonley way, a pale comparison in my empty arms.