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Absence

The words only pour out of me when my heart gains a new crack for them to seep through.

They tell me that this feeling of emptiness that abounds is loneliness.

They whisper words of longing, and glimpses of melancholy.

They show me that this vulnerability is how I miss you.

Adventures abound, and I find myself yearning for your presence and warmth by my side.

This unexpected whimsy creates pause.

Reflection awaits.