Eerie shadows shift throughout the room

Yet the darkness does not signify our dependent doom

Your essence still lingers here

Your presence lingers over the windowsill

How do you come over to me without making a sound?

How can you hover over me without being around?

You are the veins to which my heart still beats

Eradicate the pains to which you delete

You, the embodiment of an all-impending light

The sentinel to which the world is right

Here’s the lingering sentiment to which you left for me

A mere substitute until is you again I see