Something's missing

Something that was never there but still gone. Though I know there's a void, an emptiness because it's been tearing up at me, constantly, I don't exactly know what it is. I look around and see what I've been longing for forever in the hands of the people who take it for granted. And whenever I get the chance to capture it, when it's at the tip of my fingertips, it slips away. Like it doesn't want me back. They say in order to get what you want you have to go after it. That's never worked for me, so I gave up on that. I believe it just comes to you, when you're motionless, waiting. Only when the spider is absolutely still will it's prey come. And when it comes, it stays.