I look back, and I see you smile

I turn back, and there's nothing there

I turn back, and you hold my hand,

I reach back, and there's nothing there

I close my eyes, and you kiss my cheek,

I open them, and there's nothing there

I hold my breath, and you whisper to me

I let it, to see there's nothing there

I open up those boxes I've put away

I close them back, 'cuz there's nothing there

I read the letters you wrote to me last year

I put them back, 'cuz there's nothing there

I remember stowing the perfumes away,

I look for them, but there's nothing there

There were roses that I kept in my books

I pulled them out, there's nothing there

Your reflection in my mirror makes me smile

Just that, I know, there's nothing there

The scent of you still drives me wild

Just that I know, there's nothing there

There is a hope that this's all a dream,

Just a spark, that there's nothing there,

but if all that turns out as dreams

a little flame, and there's nothing there 

-- Halaenoor

A/n: Why this picture? I don't know. It has memories. Together, we create!