Coming Out of No Where
Even thou your gone,
at times, it's not in mind.
When the world is out of control,
I leave this thought behind.
Walking into a familiar room,
I suddenly look at the door,
Hoping you can walk in, so the
reality, I can ignore.
Trying not to blink, my eyes,
for the moment, to still be.
Disappointed when interrupted,
when all there is, is me.
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