The Nightmare

I don't know when or where I lost you, but I turned and you were gone- The late night stars disappeared into a blurry dawn. The warm winds of summer grew to a winter's chill, and I could see my breath- My screams, frozen in time, linger still. I hoped that I would wake up to find you, where I'd left you, right there- But when I woke, I was still alone- Either way, it was still a nightmare.