and how i miss someone to hold, when hope begins to fade

perhaps it was my imagination,
or a dream of some sort
i could have sworn

i felt you next to me,
and i know its beyond lunacy
but there was a warmth down my spine
and a cool whisper

on the back of my neck
i turned to see those flawless eyes
only to see that i was alone
the workings of a lonely mind,

a nostalgic heart
and it makes me miss you

more than ever