Living Nightmare

Your tender nothing   and sweet words vibrate my heart. What would have been     an echo of longing, is now being fullfilled. You extend your soul to     mine, I reach for yours, now entwined... But before I grasp the    wisp of hope, like smoke, my heart chokes. Chokes on the loss of your     life, not wanting the absence of light. I cry in poignant despair, Grasping at the air, Hoping to clutch- Naught but a living nightmare.