Faded
by Kabookie

Tis a shadow, 
that's holding up these sheets. 
A figment, 
as of a dream. 
Twas a phantom, 
that once was my own heartbeat. 
A fragment. 
A ghost, 
that still touches my skin. 
A wraith, 
translucent, 
ephemeral, 
a dream. 

Love has faded, (but not for me) 
Life is jaded, 
I'm sleeping, 
with the ghost, 
of you and me.