Here or gone

I sometimes wonder
which one of us is gone.

I talk to you;
but you don't hear me.

I ask you questions;
You never answer.

Am I dreaming?
Are you even here?

Or, am I the phantom
not really here?

Neither answer satisfies.
I know that you can see me.

Still, you look right through.
Am I deluding myself?

Are you somewhere else,
only here in body?

Mind and spirit elsewhere,
somewhere I don't exist.

Sometimes it seems
we're both really here.

I wonder what is real
and which is fantasy.