Complete

In this dark and open public space,

My eyes meet the gaze of a warm, but ghostly face.

I felt alone until the face appeared across the way,

My loneliness would escape me and I could not look away.

I knew you were not actually there,

but it was your soul roaming free,

You were there in spirit and that was enough to comfort me.

You have always been there even when physically occupied,

You have always been the one I know will be by my side.

You are always with me, your spirit completes my soul,

When I feel you with me, I am again a whole.

This poem is about: 
Me

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