Tracing Your Ghost

Something lingers in the shadows of my mind;

Memories of a dream

So close, yet too far off to be real

Yet it must have been.

 

I remember your strong arms around me

How it felt to have you near,

As if you could rid my life,

Of all fear and sadness.

 

No as I lie awake in bed,

Waiting for sleep to overcome me,

I wish for the dream to come again,

And I wonder…

 

I wonder where you came from

And why you won’t come back

In real life this time

Because I’m tired of tracing your ghost.

 

 

The End

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