I turn back only to see
that my shadow is eating me.
It’s not the same you see,
my dreams and reality.
All the time I wish you here,
but what would I do if you really were here?
I wake up to the mirror only to see,
shards of my broken reality.
I see my reflection,
reflection of my shadow eating me.
I can’t stop my crave for you.
What can I do?