Haunted by ghosts of past lovers and lives
But she holds her hand in mine
And holding her now
While time seems to slow down
The sound of her snoring and deep breaths
Comforts the part of me
That I’m too afraid to dissect
I’m not afraid to show her who I am
Haunted by ghosts of past lovers and lives
Slowly we are forgetting the sins and
All the things we did to deal with these
Past lovers and lives
May 8, 2024
May 8, 2024 at 3:05 AM UTC
Haunted by ghosts of past lovers and lives
But she holds her hand in mine
And holding her now
While time seems to slow down
The sound of her snoring and deep breaths
Comforts the part of me
That I’m too afraid to dissect
I’m not afraid to show her who I am
Haunted by ghosts of past lovers and lives
Slowly we are forgetting the sins and
All the things we did to deal with these
Past lovers and lives
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