Kitters Lost

Miles away but I still feel you close.

It’s hard to be here when I miss you the most.

Passing the time in waves of grief.

How long do I have to wait for even a second of relief?

Just trying to stay distracted.

Nothing helps while my hearts being refracted.

An empty space that won’t feel like home.

Do I clear out your things now that I’m all alone?

Pale feet with a tattoo of you.

We’re out of time now, nothing else I can do.