So,
        I know that I am in a constant battle between you
and well…no one.
Your face dances gracefully  back and fourth between the basking of the past and
                           the fantasies of the future.
I guess I am still wondering why you don't see me,
    and how you don't feel the yearning of my spirit.
But,
       One day you are going to lose this gravitational pull between our
energies.
And when that day comes
            it will be ripped from your core, leaving you breathless.
You will always search for me,
              and you will never find me.