The ghost

Fighting a losing battle, love slipping away.

I reach out to hold you,
you pass right through
I try to break down the wall,
that separates me from you.
When I catch you,
It feels like you’re not there.
Alone,
my only company is my feelings of despair.
It’s like I’m being haunted by what I long to have.
Your heart it feels I’ve lost,
How did it elude my grasp?
The only time I feel your touch,
Is when you push away.
I want to stay,
but it seems my time doesn’t fit into your day.
“This can’t be the end” with a trembling voice I shout.
Do I carry on
or rip the stitches from my heart and slowly bleed out?
Then I would be a poltergeist,
a remnant of what was.
Haunting you forever, my beautiful lost love.