Waking Sleep

The days were too short
the nights even shorter
I didn't want to sleep
for fear that when I woke up
you'd be gone
It was like a dream
but you were so real
I could smell your scent
hear your voice
feel your touch
and yet...

Dreams shattered
like glass
stained with dried blood
yours or mine
maybe both
My heart bled out
and yet here I am
Not you though
You're gone...

So many years passed
water under the bridge and all that
My days and nights drag on
my dreams are dull
leaving me to wonder
were you ever really here at all?