If I apologise now for my faults,
can you hear me?
If I call your name and say I miss you,
will you come back to me?
In memories I willingly drown, my mind
caged by mourning mists.
I still see you, hear your voice in the midst of this worldly blur.
You’re everywhere – yet not here with me.
The shadow you left behind shrouds me in.
I’m cocooned in guilt and regret.
Cleverly, my wistful tears I hide beneath my blanket,
grief camouflaged with laughter and smiles.
Tonight, you finally return to me
in my dream,
only to cry, “Live with this addiction no more!”
Seems like I wasn’t so clever after all.
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