Beach Houses in Winter

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Ever since I left I feel a want,
a vacant space in me-
I left a part of me with you.
My memories are now cold,
Reminiscent of times once had;
Like beach houses in winter.

And I lie awake every night,
Watching life pass me by
As I watch silently.
I don’t miss what we had.
I don’t miss loving you-
but feeling warm and belonging.

A poem from my daily journal. Please comment/critique.
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