"yearning"

I... cannot express what I cannot grasp. A deep seeded want of what I cannot have, In the vague shape you... Whomever you may be. I grasp at shadows trying to embrace you. Deep in the night well before morn I feel your embrace, yet you are not there. Just a painful feeling. Or a memory that has long burned away, with the last embers gone long ago. This feeling will pass. Eventually. But it will always come back to haunt me.