your face echoes in my mind, long after the mightmares end.
i lay awake and hope by morn my fragile heart will mend.
your skin still haunts the touch in my hands.
i feel your flesh to mine, and i cant recall how to stand.
your whispers, they ring so loudly in my ears,
like how your voice could take back my saddest tears.
that sparkle in your eyes -- i see them as mine are closed.
i can still smell your scent so lightly in my clothes.
your breath continues its dance softly on my neck.
yet none can see why i'm an emotional wreck.
you're the ghost in my life; flesh i'd give if you wanted.
for my body is now nothing but a house that is haunted.