Skies so blue, I mean black; ominous Yet, I smile at the sight of you Though you're nowhere close Only your essence lingers. How do you miss a soulless soul? Holding on to what was promised, Guaranteed. Written. Printed. Opposite results. Up all night, sleep all day. Insomniac. Low energy. Hyped. High. My mind running faster than your lies. Guess this is what they would call Vignette.