Absence…   

How could you just go?

Your walking away has jabbed an invisible blade right into my soul.

The rain of emptiness is showering upon me.

It feels like acid and is burning me within.

That unfilled message box leaves me desolate inside.

I’m hollow and weak. Memories are so heavy to carry along and heavier is my breath.

Worthless I’m to my own life that is now leaving me behind.

Perhaps my life is addicted to you to the highest extent that it is mere imitating your act.

Forcing me to drown, wanting me to get lost forever.

I am past now and past never exist in future.

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Nikhil NG is a writer, poet, humorist, philosopher and lifestyle entrepreneur. He has founded successrider.com to help people find their lives' purpose. His writing inspires people to achieve their highest goals. He has been featured in the 2015 and 2016 annual Poet's Showcase and Yearbook, and honored as one of the top poets. You can have a conversation with this modern saint through his blog success Rider. You can wish him or curse him there.