Reality Check

It's virtually impossible but it's emotionally plausible how everything in this room reminds me of her,
The enclosure between these four walls seem so close but my mind wonders so far,
How every scent captures my vivid imagination and just how my frail heart lingers to that fateful orientation,
But reality check, "she's gone!", left, departed, scattered across these vast grounds,
What's left are the memories we shared,
The once sacred promises of forever and after, the foggy imagery of her joys and laughter,
She's far beyond the grasps of my nimble palms but when I close my eyes I can actually taste her fruity lips,
The once royal treasure, her purplre dress is now just but a bounty, spoils from the epic war I fought with cupid,
If bad isn't worse I even kept her tooth brush with the hopes of one day i will wake up with it brushing my teeth but somehow I just do not feel mentally fit,
Reality is creeping up on me! I so wish I would awake from this nightmare but,
Reality check, she's long gone. . .