Forever lost

Ася Ульянова
I often sense your near presence
With vague but familiar smell.
I can’t express my feelings’ essence
Yet can’t neglect them just as well.
For now, the one desire hiding:
I wish I could behold your face
And overpass the space dividing
To tightly, heartily embrace.
From all the truths I know for sure,
Not willing to admit the most,
This one I really can’t endure:
For me you are forever lost.