Isn't It Strange - Aindre Reece-Sheerin

Isn't it strange
That feeling inside
like hunger, only yearning
stretching out like the vacant tide

These empty moments when thoughts drift away
not really understanding how it happened this way

the longing, the hoping, the praying still
that one day you might actually call
but knowing, that you never will

Aindre Reece-Sheerin