In all my sad days your presence felt like air.
Can't hold on but lingers around;
Playing me make-believe your grasp.
Like an illusion you stood truly lifeless,
You were near,still you were not.
In my joyful days you came fully masked.
Without my consent;
Clinging besides me with no shame,
But my heart knew how your silly-hold'holds.
You weren't really near but you acted like one.
I pity you but all the best for your role-plays,
I still wish they unnotice the real side of you;
Else they won't consider you like I do.
~enungphom
©enung.
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