falls to nothing

please don't overlook, or sieze to forget my existence.
everyday goes by, like everyday usually does.
and each day that's passed, is another day more of a yesterday;
a day more, since i last saw you;,
since we last spoke.
and another day more,
that i remember less of you,
just like a fading scent on my pillow.
i'm getting weak in my attempts to block out the voices in my head,
telling me, 'to just let go'

i can't
because its not always easy being in my shoes
you are my rock
which ironically reminds me to live in the 'now',
bask in the moment;
and things don't always turn out the way you'd imagine.

i need to know this battle's worth,
or mine, yours, or ours;
or if i'm the only one on this barren conquest.
good things don't often come around,
only mine's come and gone all too quick.

everything's when you least expect it.
you were my everything.
for then.
just, how much longer?