There is a constant war within my heart,
a redundant battle about whether it is full
or empty.
There is so much of you
swimming in the void,
that it's impossible to decipher between loss
and love.

In the endless stretch of midnight I find you
wandering along the synapses,
following my brain waves like road maps.
Only here do we still exist,
kept alive by dreams that I swear are memories.
So tell me,

*do you remember?