I walk around crazy some say,
but I'm talking to you even
though they cant see you, I
know your right beside me
every moment of every day.

I grip my hand, even though
I cant touch you, we try as your
fingers pass through my palm
I shiver slightly. The cold grip
of death but its your touch that
is felt even if not warm its the
cold shiver shows your trying
come what may.

I see you in the mirror, turn but
you are not there, this existence
is killing me knowing your hear
but not really there. I want to be
with you I want your hand in
mine but as long as I'm here and
your there, are love will be a distance
that I can no longer bare.

I sleep never wishing to wake, I
want to feel you next to me, unable
to do it. To weak as I am living
and I miss you even though your
here it isn't really the same.

I must move on, I still do love
and care, but I can't love a shadow
that isn't really there. I feel you
next to me, I feel your touch when
no one is there, but I will see you
again when my time is up and are
love will continue there.