Nine years later Would I rather not have met you? Seven years later Would I rather not have fallen in love? Six years later Are second chances worth giving? One year later Fool me three times and I am a joke
I am not the ghost I thought I was You are the ghost instead Ghost that runs in my veins Ghost that still inhabits my dreams Ghost I often think about I need to lay your ghost to rest
I must lay your ghost to rest before it kills me But I can't bring myself to do it In quiet moments I bridge our past failures to future hopes and my present becomes limbo I can barely look people in the eye anymore I avoid it so they can't see that I am never truly there I made you this ghost in my mind You and I made me a phantom You won't forgive me and that's ok I can't forget you And I will have to learn How to make it work Ghosts are only as real as your willingness to let them into your mind The door has long been open And you are always welcome in