This void is in your shape
My hazel eyed poltergeist
Just when I think I’m rid of you
You haunt me once again
No one can take your place
My words mean nothing
Because you no longer read them
My tears are futile
Because you can’t see them
My voice is mute
Because you no longer listen for it
My love is useless
Because you can’t feel it
You are shadow that taints my brightest days
The bittersweet memory of you,
A small dose of poison I’ve grown accustomed to
How you have rocked my core
Took my heart from it’s hiding place
And exposed it to the sun
Only to return it to the darkness
Forever marked with your invisible fingerprints
There are times when I feel most alone
When I think of you again
For the first time in a long time
That I get a cold shiver down my spine
Which reminds me that you still exist
Even if I cannot see, hear, or touch you
Conceited Crusade 
Only you know how to do this feeling justice.
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Thank you, boo.
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Haunting and deeply sad. Beautifully written, Sam.
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Thank you Tony.
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