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emptiness, a black hole inside of me it gets covered by the booze and the coffee and the pills.

But never filled.

The thought hits and tears through. tears build behind my eyes but are not released and I feel the hollow spot inside me beside me.

No heat, no warmth.

not even cold.

Where there should be a comforting presence, nothing.

I reach to put my hand around her waist and feel her body warm against my side.

I tilt my head to rest it on her shoulder, and fall on my face as I clutch at thin air.