I kept replaying you in my head. The way your eyes would light up any time I walked into the same room you were in. I must have imagined the whole thing. Of course it was all in my head, my eyes were lying any time they met yours. Two blue oceans looking at me. Too blue to blink. Even our breaths would be in sync when our tired and bruised limbs would hold each other like we were bound together by rope. I must have planted this hope. Of course it was all in my head, I must have dreamt it or created it. It was all in my head, so thank you for playing along, even though our combined soul was dead.
