Love in the Gaslight

There's something there that is not there,
A subtle ripple somewhere underneath.
There was not there when I was there, so,
There couldn't be there now that it's just me.
No one said that, you just thought you heard,
But it's not so; If they'd said it, I'd have heard it,
And you know I'd be the first to let you know.

There's no other now, that wasn't then, which is
To say there's not; except for you, being one, not two,
Except for when you look like you but are not.
You need some help, some kind of doctor, just
To tell you that it's all been in your head.
Mother, May I," then asked she, "just who do you
Want for me to be instead?"

Oh, pretty dear, see here, see here, the wishes
You risked aloud, but soon have lost.
They'll come back for a stay, when you finally see
The way, and know that what we know is put to rest.
I am appalled, you've become what we're not at all,
And you didn't wait for me to say, "Simon Says."