It’s that sinking
feeling
when you see someone you know
and your heart just hits your stomach
and you damn trip all over yourself
scurrying to reach them
and it’s
not quite the them
you thought it was.

That same sinking
feeling
when I ventured just to touch you
and you weren’t really there after all.
Instead, you were precisely half
a world away and staying there.

I don’t see you
I don’t feel you
I can’t touch you
but there’s that sinking
feeling
to remind me you
were there.