Through Two Hearts

I am a the ghost in your car,
The blood in your veins.
I am never too far,
When your heart is in pain.

You are the inspiration in my hand,
The strings of my guitar.
You are the grain in the sand,
That scatter in my memoir.

I am the voice in your head,
The whispering night.
I am the skin that you shed,
The very sin that you fight.

You are my one true muse,
The burn mark on my thumb.
You are the smoke in my fuse,
It makes my heart go numb.

I know these times are trying,
We miss each other so.
When we both said goodbye,
It was a stab through two hearts.