He's out there somewhere,
Waiting for me.
Just like I'm waiting for him.
Feeling the same things I'm feeling right now,
Thinking there may never
Be an end to the loneliness,
The longing,
The void that grows with each passing minute.
He's out there,
Somewhere,
Dreaming of me.
~ Siarra
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A Touch of Saddness
PoetryThis book is a collection of poems and short stories that I write myself. Some of these poems/ stories are very disturbing and can be triggering. If you are triggered easily, please read at your own risk and be smart.
