Ghost
Ghost
The ghost of you
haunts me at ungodly hours.
when i would rather sleep,
and dream of you,
than hallucinate
and see visions of you
flashing before my eyes.
When it feels like
you touch me again,
only to realize
its just a breath of wind
on my skin.
When i mean to hear your voice calling my name,
but its just me
whispering your name
while tears stream
down my cheeks
as i realize,
that i've lost you forever.
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