Pining for the on you love, when your memories is all you have left.

An obsession.

Pining for the one that you love, not so literal (i’m not starving), more so metaphoracal.

Poem about love lost, pining and mourning for a lover.

For anyone who misses a loved one, and knows how slowly time passes while you’re waiting…

When you’re gone, I realise you’re truly amazing.

This is after I had gone through a traumatic experience. It was very therapeutic to write.