Fading Dreams

A Poem by Nashwauk

Like fading dreams that slip away these nights are just a blur.
Cause I've been searching in these bottles for the person that you were.
I'm not sure what you wanted or who you thought I was.
Or how a heart can turn to ice the way your cold one does.
I thought you were an angel the first time that we spoke.
But once I got to know you then that phony halo broke.
I'm not sure how it happened or where it all went wrong.
Or when you started changing or where the hell you've gone.
But I wonder what your doing and if I'm in your thoughts.
Or if you found somebody else that's everything I'm not.