His ghost haunts him..
   She roams the halls of his memories.
   Making her presence known,
   Sounds of her voice
   echoing through the walls.
   The allure of her shadow burns him,
   The lines of her silhouette engraved
   In his mind.

His ghost haunts him day and night.
No hiding from her,
Refuge can't be found.
She'll be with him wherever he goes...

...I've gotten used to her being there...

His ghost haunts me..
No hiding from her.
She's become my ghost.

-Esperanza Torres