I Write Dark Poetry

it feels like a dream
that you liked me
like a movie
a haunting scene
the picture cracks
and the time between us fades
your reflection is like a ripple in the water
like a cloud drifting away
i can hear the faint echo
of a voice lost in the distance
but i cant tell anymore if its yours
retracing the steps
back to the beginning
a story without being read
strangers never meeting