Memory

Maybe my brain stopped because of you. Maybe my thoughts changed because of you.
Maybe my memory is just a dream.
Or maybe my memories are just stuck in between what happened
and what might have been
or maybe I am just dreaming again.
The empty spaces are shadows in the dark.
The empty spaces that I feel in my heart .
Maybe they are just waiting  on a spark.
Why I don't know why I don't show why I don't grow
Just empty spaces
Walking with  heart shadows
As I go
No memory of the road