I can only hold your hand when I sleep,
and hear your voice while I dream.
Your shadow is the only thing I remember,
a fleeting image in the corner of my eye.
Sometimes I think you might be standing here,
but when I turn around you simply disappear.
I dance with my memories around the room,
because I can no longer feel your warmth.
When I open my eyes I cannot see your face,
for you are a ghost haunting my every thought.