Am I the echo at the back of your head?
Am I the wind that carries you each day?
Do you think of me?
Like I think you?
The depths of missing you resonates and echoes in my mind.
Am I the shadow as you walk down this lonely lane?
Am I the dream you could never have but want?
Do you smell the roses that once made us undone?
Now would you want ?
The night brings with it the yearning and all the wants.