Thursday, May 29, 2008
My Ghost
My thoughts are filled with him. I see someone smile and think of his eyes twinkling. I hear a horn honking and think of him driving. My phone rings and I hope he is calling.
I live with music and every song I hear connects me to him. I can't get away from him. There is nowhere to go to escape his sweet deep voice and rumbling chuckle.
Even my dreams are filled with him... so real that when I wake I'm reaching for him.
He haunts me with his soothing words and chains me to him by the teasing names he calls me.
I miss him but he is not gone from my world.
I live with music and every song I hear connects me to him. I can't get away from him. There is nowhere to go to escape his sweet deep voice and rumbling chuckle.
Even my dreams are filled with him... so real that when I wake I'm reaching for him.
He haunts me with his soothing words and chains me to him by the teasing names he calls me.
I miss him but he is not gone from my world.
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