Dreams Turned to Ash

The world I created in my head, the future I once hoped to share with you. I must find a way to erase, to create dead memories of times, moments yet to come. I have to close my eyes and watch as the moments I longed for, the moments that brought my racing heart to a calm slowly disappear as I watch the glimmer of your eyes, the warmth of your smile vanish in my arms. Leaving me with nothing but a hollow void. The world around me grows dark and quiet, as the light dies between us.

My dreams are nothing but pitch black ash, falling through my fingers as I drop to my knees trying to hold them one last time. I try to remember your face, your smile, and the sound of your laughter. The warmth of your arms around me turns cold and I hug only myself. The feeling of your hair as I ran my hand through it, the taste of your lips, the feeling of belonging have all but gone. Now all I hear is silence, I feel nothing but the tears that stream down my face. Dark shadows surround me, engulf me in despair. My heart starts and stops, lingering to hold onto life.

I open my dry eyes to the real world before me. I feel transparent, a ghost walking amongst the living, among you. I look over yonder and see you, knowing I will be left with those dead memories of moments that never came to fruition. Pledged with the moments I once had, never to feel again. Grasping at the life I wish to live, yet sinking in sorrow, drowning in the loss of your presence.

Through pain, through sorrow, I still smile, to see you happy. Seeing you shine so bright in your independence. I was not part of your past, I became a part of your present. I long to be your future - even if only in silence.