Monday, February 11, 2008

The Haunted

She haunts me, a mistaken belief, a false hope.

Following me, torturing me,

reminding me of how i thought it should be.

A faint memory of how i wanted this to be.

Where do I go with this? How do I run away.

The pain is not enough for me to give up,

but not faint enough for me to forget.

May I remind you that it haunts me,

the ghost of what could have been,

or should i say, what should have been?

Leave me alone, for it shall never change.

Come tears and wash away this pain,

join me in a conversation that would lift my spirits,

give me a word that could express this event.

Grieve with me the loss of a love I never had.

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