I Can't Sleep

I can't sleep. My mind is spinning with tormenting memories of you.
Your voice carries through times corridors to whisper softly upon waking ears in sleepless solitude.
How is it that a moments glimpse can flood my senses with overwhelming familiarity,  as if it was only yesterday I lay lost in obsession, passion and love of you.
It appears that perhaps a part of me had and will always remain in that dark euphoric place where I was me and you were everything.
I miss you still.