A deception of feeling.

A lost of space.

A meeting in the middle.

The reason a heart shall race.

The blinding side

One that may kill you slowly.

The abusive feeling that suffocates your being.

The wanting urge

Yet the drowning of tears.

Man's' worst fear and desire.

A gentle yet bruising touch.

The warmth of a simple brush.

The burn and itch to grasp and hold.

The one thing all beings secretly hide and silently wish for.

What is one to do when they come face to face to the one thing they can't have?

Watch idly until they have become noticed.

This is the undying and unforgettable part,

The one inescapable feeling before you capture that one moment.

The moment you have grasped your undying lover.

The tears and boiling of blood once near.

The thoughts of denial and ache if an edging heartbreak

Feeling of the lost and the grasp to be found

We wonder the globe in hopes to find this mythical piece.

The piece of our separated soul.

They have traveled too far. Where have they gone?

The impending search and relieving find.

Together at last, a puzzle finally finished.