Empty Spaces

Never thought I’d be one
to stare at empty spaces.

Not sure if I’m looking for
a trace of you left behind,
or the atoms of my soul
chasing after you.

Something in me walks away
every time you do.

I don’t know why this is killing me.

But it feels like there’s
an empty space inside me
reflecting that beside me.

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