A World Away

You're right there in front of me.
Talking in a voice I can hear.
I feel your skin when you hold my hand
yet you're still a world away.

It never used to be like this.
You used to live life to the full.
Brimming with vim
and brightness
and a belief for
living for the present.
But now you've ventured onto other places,
and you've left a part behind.

You're sitting on that chair,
a shadow of who you once were.
Your mind has left to wander in the clouds.
It hurts me to see those eyes I love
looking at me
unknowingly
as if I'm a stranger.
Your body's here with us
and yet you're still a world away.

The End

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