Gone

You came to me once
In a dream
At least I think it was a dream…

You smiled at me
Warm and friendly
When you should hate me.
How can you smile here

Enclosed as you are
Trapped within these walls.
You held out your hand
Beckoned me closer

But I couldn’t move.

The grass was cold beneath my bare feet
Still wet
I wanted to apologise.
I think you knew that
But the words wouldn’t come.

And when I blinked
Rows of grey stone crosses faded to black
And it was too late.

You were gone.