Though I smile and weave through traffic
Stay on my fitness and take classes
And still follow all my bad habits
Still subtly entertain the masses
There's still an empty seat
Where your smile used to be
A place where the other side meets
Is still a place I can't see
I wonder if you can witness
From wherever you are now
How deep we're in this
Too far without you around
The lights are beaming bright
With yet another dark spot inside
Just a space sitting still all night
Just a footstep gone with the tide
I hope that place is real
Where you and I meet again
A place that I can't feel
That place they call heaven
Love always,
Chayle
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