A phantom at name

A Poem by Shadow

Yes the title... Cause all that he was, was a phantom... At name... (CHuckles) Cause all my true love is...Is just a phantom...

A rose just as sweet as it's holder.
As the boy enters with that red rose.
A white sleek mask covered his face...
He asked me, "Do you remember when life was fun?"
"Yeah but welcome back to the real world."
I said this as he took my hand and so the dance began.
The dance of imagination....
Where roses rain down everyday...
And nothing is as it seems...
"Welcome to a life of magic Love."
Said this strange rose holder through his strange white mask...
Oh how I wanted to rip that mask off...
Oh how I long to see his identity and know his true name...
A strange feeling courses on the inside...
Fills what's left of my empty soul...
As he pulls me close...
Breast touch chest fingers intertwine...
Forehead against forehead then laughter...
Sweet care-free laughter....
As I slip a free hand underneath that smooth white mask...
On the floor it falls and he shoves me away...
Into the darkness he fades...
And all hope seems to go along with him...
But still...
As I step towards to where he used to be....
Each step broken...
As the walls crumble around me...
I pay no attention to anything but where he once was...
Thinking he might still be there...
But even as the walls fall on me...
Killing me on the inside...
All I see is where he stood...
I see him...
Even after I am dead...
All I see is him...
Even though he is the one to blame...
I see...
My true love...