I stretch my fingers
wishing I could reach
further
but the whispy,
clouded version
of the one I love
is drifting away.
I try to hug her
but the fog runs from my grasp.
I keep running
through the darkness
after the silver cloud
that is you.
I fall to my knees
and look up
your final smile
still etched on the ghost
no...
I wake.
you sit by my bed
I've never felt so grateful
to see you again.
wishing I could reach
further
but the whispy,
clouded version
of the one I love
is drifting away.
I try to hug her
but the fog runs from my grasp.
I keep running
through the darkness
after the silver cloud
that is you.
I fall to my knees
and look up
your final smile
still etched on the ghost
no...
I wake.
you sit by my bed
I've never felt so grateful
to see you again.
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