All I Can Offer

Like a ghost,
you drag yourself across.
Inside dead
or just hopelessly lost.

Even when you walk,
you fail to make a sound.
You float your way through,
feet above the ground.

When we pass,
nothing but a blistering chill.
It makes my neck hair raise.
Sometimes I wonder if you still feel.

You look at me,
w/ eyes that can no longer cry.
A heart so weak,
like you already died.

I miss our conversations.
We've become so distant.
This is our destiny.
Theres no hope that it isn't.

I miss the joy,
of seeing you smile.
No longer do you walk.
You hover across the tiles.

I've given up on you.
I don't have the faith.
No sadness, no happiness.
No fear, no hate.

All there is,
are memories of "us" in slow motion.
The past plus present pains me perfectly.
For you, all I have are blank emotions.