In the dead of night, I'm haunted by my dreams,
Thinking 'bout her, lost in those moonbeam streams,
But reality's a nightmare, tearing at the seams,
Heartbreak's a silent scream, shattered like glass schemes.

She's the ghost in my mind, in the shadows she gleams,
Memories of her touch, like a drug in my bloodstream,
But now she's gone, a phantom, a figment it seems,
Torn apart by love's storm, lost in endless extremes.

I reach for her in slumber, but she slips through my grasp,
In dreams, she's the anchor, my future in the past,
Every night I replay the moments that couldn't last,
Heartbroken and awake, haunted by the love that's surpassed.
Thinking that it shall end, but the end is far to fetch like dreams I had
The love that gives me reason to be, is now the love that gives me no sleep
Twilight shimmering hearts eternal passion ignites soft
© Rosely1991