Loss Testo

Testo Loss

What is this space in my chest? What wants attention at a desk? When the seconds jam. When you manage. It's a loss and yet I haven't lost anything. If anything, I've gained. But what about this hole here? Here, just underneath. It's a space as space can only exist. I'm missing what I didn't know had place. It's like a love that's slight or a fear that's just less. Am I mistaken? It's a just a loss I think. And not losing anything