Downward Spiral Staircase

You look down at the ground.
The light shimmers off your face.
You are a light surrounded by dark.
Your beauty is unexplainable.
Everywhere I look I see your face.
As I awake, you disappear from me.
As you look down, I see you.
I stare and hope you see my reflection.
As you look downward you see nothing.
I try to lift your face up with my eyes.
You let the sadness consume you.
As I cry for you to see beyond the clouds.
With your hands tucked away.
No sense of emotion you show.
As your pain flourishes the emptiness grows.
The wind blows on your face.
You feel it blow by as you turn away.
As you walk further away and apart from me.
You walk a downward spiral staircase.
It seems easier for you to walk this way.
Your feet feel heavy as you try to lift each step.
If you are so afraid of me, why not turn around?
Walk upward from that downward place.