I’m haunted by the memory of you.
The one that keeps me awake when I should be asleep.

Asleep next to my lover,
Asleep next to my partner who holds my hand,
While I weep.

I’m haunted by the memory of you.
The young girl who got pulled in.
The one who you didn’t let go.

But it’s not just you who haunts me.
It’s the many others who have scarred my troubled mind.

But…

I’m haunted by the memory of you most.
The first person to pull in,
Into a world I didn’t belong in.

I’m haunted by your words.
The ones that make me insecure,
Even to this day.

Am I worth it?
I don’t even know why my partner is with me.
I’m broken, I’m withered, I toss in my sleep,

Why?

I’m haunted by the memory of you.
A memory buried so deep.
A memory that daytime doesn’t touch,
But when night comes,
It sneaks in and steals my sleep and dreams.

I forget where I am,
I’m alone in my thoughts.
I don’t want you here,
I’m stronger than this.

But am I truly?
I’m still haunted by the memory of you.