Happing Ending

When I close my eyes, I can still see your face.
When I close my eyes, I can still vaguely hear your voice.
When I close my eyes, the memory of your scent excites me.

Flashes of memory.

The times we were together.
The things we did.
The food we ate.
The shows we have been to.

They assult me, ensnaring me into The Darkness.
Trap there with only the memory of you to company me.

Not a happy ending.