Could this be Lust?

You increase my curiousity, in the silence of the darkness around me,
Empty pockets, forgotten words , not sure what to make sense of the irony of my dreams.
perhaps you have become the polar opposite of my reality...we'll see.
The components of my personality have been a blur, mirrored exactly where it landed.
Taking what I build, now its tearing at the seams...
You brought me in, talked me out, got me thinking, but left me stranded.
The depth of my perspective is more than just a gratification of my desire, lust, and passion....its what beyond that, its whats visible but not possible.
 You put yourself as available, but you're miles away....is it achievable?
Trust me when I say the past is the past, and the present is a gift,
sounds cliche, but just hear me out, while I try my moves, trying to be swift.
Honestly, I'm tired of the talk, cause clearly I have no walk, I leave more dust behind than a god damn chalk.
But, hey wait, for moment's sake, I ll leave the truth, cluttered thoughts time to take a break.   Lastly, I just wanna say, The risks you don't take to hide from the past; is the regrets you''ll always remember.  
-SilverSoul(KidRenegade)