I have to think of you to block out the nightmares in my head.
I still believe in the love that is going dead.
The only thing I know is real is your reflection by my side,
and the memories we made living in this life.
Your love is a drug and addiction, slowing me down with each step.
Impossibilities are racing in my head, everything I should have said.
Memories of you are on repeat in my brain,
everything you've ever done to leave me behind.
I lie awake with a vision blurring the lines,
reality is way too much for me anymore.
I hate myself for letting you leave without me.
I know that you weren't just a dream.
I can barely feel my heart, the beat of a corpse.
Your love is a flame within me, keeping me alive.
Your image helps me forget the pain,
and the reality of never seeing you again.
