I miss the you I once knew...

EXISTENCE

I carry you about
Within me
Or
Maybe without :
A void
That gives meaning
To my presence,
The spectral past
That haunts
Daunts
Taunts
My formless future.

When we met,
Uncertain partners
In the locus
Of a labyrinthine doubt,
Our shadows struggled,
Strived, distraught,
To see
Through
The distance,
To ribbon
The romance
Of the present,
Our present.

My tomorrow,
For the moment,
Is fraught,
Just a stray, scary thought…
Wafting through
The wilderness
Of what may never
Have happened…

If so…
What am I…
Who are you…
Why is it we fought…
What is it we sought…
And
What have our memories
All been about?

We have, perhaps,
All been at fault…