You can feel it coming,
The need to feel the connection,
The feeling swarms your heart,
It warms you from head to toes,
Everyone who has experienced it knows,
The feeling will never go,
Even after its lost,
It still swarms around you like a ghost.
When you try to move on you are haunted by the past,
Hopefully, it doesn’t last,
One day the memories fade but not fully,
You will wake up in the middle of the night feeling aghast,
Remembering what you lost.
In your darkest hour,
You fall back on the fading memories,
Hoping they will give you some warmth,
But all that returns is the darkness,
Coming at you in a Swarm.
[Picture from Pintrest]