But there is no she.  
That was just my imagination, 
my silent observer.  

We haven't seen 
each other in months. 
We've deja been battling 
each other in our own voids.  

I know,
but at least now,  
where she is, 
 her thoughts, feels, 
despair and loneliness.  

I know 
need for me, 
finally what I will do  
and my move is waited for me.