remembering

in the pale light of the moon
i sit in the darkest of corners,
lost in thought,
eyes gazing nowhere
as if in a trance,
a trance of lucid dreams
that were once memories of you

they are nothing now
but mere glimpses
of a past i once knew
a dream i get lost in
once in a while
when i am haunted by you

and for a brief moment
everything is beautiful
as if you were still mine
as if i was back in your arms
as if i was still loved by you...