Ghost of you (P:1)

Every time I look into the glass. A reflection of you comes to pass. Filling up the map, always more than half. How many more laps are left until I'm allowed to laugh? From the start, I felt the thunder. To remember your name, forces me to the ground. You took one step and pulled me under. I started referring to you by just a simple pronoun. I was left watching as you slumber. To keep stable, my false crown. I'm falling apart without you as my wonder. It's the only method to be found. I lock my mind but you still see me. It's times like these that spark my inner wrath. It's times like these where I wish I could wield my sacred staff. It's the late nights where I lose my other half. There's a piece of you inside of me. It has scrambled my radar. Your silhouette remains all i can see. You pluck my neurons like the strings of a guitar. Short circuited wires spark a fire. My mind is at its darkest when lost Inside of my heart. My mind is no longer dark with you connecting the wires. You spark the fire inside of my heart. You traveled with a lantern through the crevices of my mind. With just a wave through the air, it would cause a hack. Illuminating a special pattern holding secrets for you alone to find.