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This Empty Feeling

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Empty.

Like a street with no cars, a building with no people. Negative space, inhabited only by me. A room devoid of light, save from the steady glow in front of my eyes. Sure, a few people surround the edges of this zone, occasionally peering in but then hurrying on their way. None of them manage to reach me like I wish they could.

Except her.

And even then, she’s still unobtainable.

Out of all of them, she comes the closest to passing through this black shroud; she doesn’t, instead bending the edges of the figurative circle inwards without truly entering it. She sits there, smiling, the brightest soul I’ve ever seen. She’s within arms reach, but doesn’t extend her hand. She’s content with watching me, though she means no harm by it.

She’s unaware of what it’s like here.

I long to be where she is, but the most I can do is place my hand on the cold glass of the screen.
I wrote this sometime last year, I think; I was feeling rather down at the time, but I still like how this ended up. I actually forgot I wrote it, it was one of those 'wake up at midnight, write something, go to bed, was it a dream?' type deals. I stumbled upon it last night and made a few edits, and that's what you got here.

Critiques would be nice, if you have any. My writing style's changed a bit since last year, and I'd like to figure out if it's made a significant impact.
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