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Haunted by the ghost of us
Blood spilt like a war ...
Both drew scars but none were equal
now she's the ghost of love
Our love was at war ...and our love is now ghost that haunts the empty battlefield of memories..
Tethering to every last one
I'm the
A shell of a person
a ghost of your past
The girl you once dreamed about being your first and last but now....
You look through crowds hoping you'll catch a glimpse of blue hair....
You See her smile when someone tells you"you have beautiful eyes"; that make the Olympic lyres dull in play .
The presence that once felt useless
Now makes you shrivel in loneliness at its absence
You'll wrap a thousand blankets around but you but they'll never feel like the warm embrace of pure adoration
No I don't forgive you... I'll never forget you or hope for your best ..
But your rainy days will be my storms
Your tears will be the salt in my wounds
I hope I haunt you...
fill your mind with ever-consuming thoughts of whatifs
Our story will be the oneyou'll tell your friends about when they bring up the on that got away
While I'll repeat you name on my lips after years only when my future daughter comes to me heartbroken.
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