La Douleur Exquise
My heart twists and bends
Doing its best not to break
As my arms reach out into
empty space
Believing you're there
Aching to pull you close
Despite this space between us
And your walls I wish to climb
I can often feel you next to me
So real I'm able to forget you aren't
And, just sometimes
I turn to say something to you
Only to be met with
Nothing - no one next to me
But it felt so real
In those moments I wonder if it's
just me
Have you - do you ever find yourself doing the same?
I miss, but more than miss you
I love you beyond measure, yet fall short
Tout ce que tu es est beau pour moi
Tu es mon amour, toujours
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