The Ghost of You
There you are
Standing there in my thoughts
Still Haunting my memories
Your name still on the tip of my tongue
Your scent I still can smell
Your touch I still can feel
Your voice I still can hear
Your face I still can see
How could you have such a firm grasp on my soul?
My heart still in your possession
As much as your heart is still in mine
A flood of pain overwhelms me now and then
How easy I believed it was to forget you
How hard it really is
Still, not a day goes by without one thought of you
A song...A whisper...A touch
Sends flashes back to you
And I shudder
Only bittersweet memories
That sometimes breaks my heart
A sharp pain in my chest
And I die again, and again
Everytime you visit me
From the ghost of you
Please stop haunting my thoughts!
But until this madness stops
I guess I'll see you tomorrow...
And the next...
And the next...
Please Stop!
It pains me too much
My writings and work my only escape
Throwing it out into the endless void
Relieves my suffering
--Jan 20th, 2001
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