Losing Sight

There was a time when I could not remember your face, When all hope was lost, And the emptiness became dominant. Now is a time, Where I can no longer see you, Hear you, Or feel you. I would give anything in the world to hear you speak. Even if it's only in a dream. But I cannot even be granted a dream, A bit of my imagination, A memory animated in the peace and quiet of the sleeping world.