Ghost of Me

Fond memories of first love

Ghost of Me





He has my heart

And my hand,

The children we made

And the life we’ve planned.



But if you look closely

Past reality,

In another time, another plane,

You will see -

The ghost of us

And who we used to be.



It walks the paths

That we once walked,

And lives the life

That we will not.



So you-

You can have the ghost of me.

We have

What we had

And what can never be.