It’s like a surgical procedure as I separate the sound
From the things I feel inside of me and how it all turned out
As I tear a little piece of me from underneath my skin
It becomes a rough translation of the state that I am in
Unintentionally
I opened my mouth
And the sound that came out was “I miss you”
But there was nothing to say
The room was empty
And it echoed it back to me “I miss you”
What happened
I’m talking to myself again
I must be crazy
It’s not that I
Don’t know how to live
It’s just that lately
Nothing feels
Like reality
It’s all a little strange
I guess that I
Have a lot to live for
But I just need to say
I miss you
Sometimes I just smile pretending you are there
I miss you
Sometimes I just cry for no reason at all
I miss you
I would not trade any moment I have had
I miss you
In the end I know it’s really not so bad
No one knows the way I feel
Except for you and this empty room
No one hears these little words
But it’s the least that I could do
Unintentionally
I opened my mouth
And the sound that came out was “I miss you”
But there was nothing to say
The room was empty
And it echoed it back to me “I miss you”
And I could almost hear your voice…
vampireweather 
oh dude this one seriously relates to me. i really miss my girlfriend and our daughter, but all i have is myself in this room a thousand miles away from them. thanks for posting!
Loneliness surely must be one of the most acute and relatable human impressions. I find that it comes up a lot as a source of inspiration. Perhaps there is some comfort in knowing we are all lonely in some sense and although we all know hundreds of people, the absence of just one can be consuming. Thanks for the comment!
I related to this one as well. Particularly “Sometimes I just smile pretending you are there”.
I’m doing this right now, as i shed a tear. thank you for this.
Loneliness is a sacred thing to share. I’m sorry you can relate to the emptiness, but I’m thankful you are not alone in that at least 🙂