this morning

Ghosts from the past float into my present
Giving me glimpses of an imagined future
Their hold on me is tenuous like clouds
They drift through my consciousness
Barely aware of my existence

Memories become pictures of forgotten times
Hopes of another path tease my dreams
Fading in the sunshine away in the background

Taking baby steps you creep back into my heart
Bringing us closer to the edge
Not quite together not quite alone
I wait for a sign

Three words hang in the balance
Fading into the distance
You slip away