Filling the gaps
you left behind
in my life,
is the hardest thing.
Those tiny little moments;
inconsequential junctures
of time and space
filled with just you and I.
Unimportant to an untrained eye.
Perhaps,
even to you.
Filling the gaps
you left behind
in my life,
is the hardest thing.
Those tiny little moments;
inconsequential junctures
of time and space
filled with just you and I.
Unimportant to an untrained eye.
Perhaps,
even to you.
Angst, Love And Other Monsters Of The Mind 