Emotions of the Vanished Lover
I keep seeing but
I know you’re not here,
Even though you never were,
It’s like I’ve seen you
A thousand times before.
I keep thinking and
I know my thoughts are hollow dreams
Because nothing with you in it
Is ever complete and new;
But my thoughts are my life.
I keep feeling
Your arms around me,
Even thought you’re not here,
And you never were,
Except in the tunnels of
My destructive thoughts.
And when I want to feel
Nothing else anymore,
I think about: what
Could have been; should have been;
About you and me.
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