A Little In Between

Simultaneously frozen

and adrift.

Half way between belonging

and existing.

Yet,

ultimately,

doing neither.

Floating Aimlessly

Maybe
His life was
Created
To be wasted.
He never lived;
He existed,
Floated,
With no real
Direction.

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

How beautiful. You are necessary to my entire existence; our souls are inevitably intertwined. We are one.