Grief

 I look for you in everyone I meet,
Spirit and Soul,
You are the embodiment of my dreams and peeves,
What's so special about you anyway?
You haunt me like I'm your house,
Every crevice of my body calls out to you,
But there is no echo,
Only this lonely shell,
Tear drops flow like summer monsoons,
It is my chest that carries, 
Every conversation, thoughts and ideal,
Somedays the weight of it becomes so loud,
I can almost tell what song a heartbreak sounds like,
So 'I miss you' becomes the only words I can think of.

C.M.

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