Weak minded

The phantom of your kiss

hangs on my lips

The memory of your love

Hangs above

constantly yearning you

Oh how I miss you

Were we ever true?

Was there ever a me and you?

I question my sanity

but never my love for you

My mind is fragile

Are you even tangible?

Reality and fantasy

The line is blurred

When it comes to you

Up is Down

And Black is white

Never stopped crying

Still slowly dying

Yet never stopped trying

To find you

Author's Note

Constructive criticism will be greatly appreciated [o_______o]