Shapeless Void

I sit here without you, Longing to feel whole— A gaping void left wide open, No shape fits the role. A cloud’s silver lining, Just a glimpse in the sky, Mere minutes, and it was over— You vanished; was it all a lie? Your presence, your scent, A fleeting shadow’s embrace— Echoes of what once was, A glimpse of a brighter place. Now just a ghost lingering, A haunting, private hell, A reminder of what we could have had, In silence, I dwell.