You

for the longing nights i lay awake 

i smell the scents that remind me of you

i feel the touch of your hand in mine and your inconsistent breathes 

for your face changes and you become many as i continue to fall in and out of love 

you are not you but a feeling 

something i can not grab or hold on to 

materialized by fantasies

you are something i find 

for you are love and lost and loved again