Faceless

And for a moment I believed, everything would be okay. I find myself missing you, each and every day. And "you" is not a matter of identification, You're just another faceless dream. I'm only here to pass the time, yet your name haunts me. I can't decipher the code or put the letters together. I can't see the name that floats in my mind, as each moment passes like an eternity. When I wake up, the feeling I had that felt right, disappears in an instant, and I'm left to discover the empty closet, the cold strings of a dreamcatcher, the abandoned room, another had left for me to find. I wake up in someone else's sanctuary, yet I hold onto the last moments of bliss. It's funny how things morph, how these words twist into many different things. I start off talking about nothing, In the end, it means everything.