I need you so much closer

Mourning.
Grieving.

There is a...void/vacancy/vacuum inside of me.
I am hollowed out.
Vacuous.
There is an emotional chasm where my heart used to rest.
Abysmal.

But I am my own undoing.
I am (un)deserving.

I miss the comfort of this house

How do we learn to live without people
How do we learn to live with people
How do we learn to live
How do we live