Spells of your absence, brings loneliness ever so close.
My substance-less body weeps for your energy.
My candle lay dark, longing for your light.
Insanity arises with the deficiency of you.
Time is of no value when your presence is unseen.
Lacking you, my words feel ordinary and insignificant.
To me, there is only our love, the webbing of our souls.
- Mattie Liston
(My best friend)
