Some nights...

Some nights, I can feel you.
Really feel you.
Your hands cradling my head,
your lips on my neck,
and your voice
soft and sincere in my ear.
I tell you that I love you so much,
and how sorry I am it didn't work out.
My hopes that one day we'll be
different enough, or the same enough
to fit together.
Eventually I wake up and find you're gone.
With only a text message from the alarm company
telling me your door was left open,
and then shut.