So in here, I'm with you.
In your arms, I'm submerged beyond comfort. In your heart, I stay with an ache for your touch that can't seem to go away. In your eyes, I'm worth more than what I am. In your warmth, I am scalded and seared by your fervour. In your words, I am swayed by the quintessence of your quaint confabulation. In your mind, I walk around tirelessly in endless circles. In your caress, I am embraced like a wounded child. In your clasp, is a fused together piece of us which I refuse to let go.
But, you are no longer.
For I have woken up, and in my mind, the image of your face does not linger.