Why is it after so long his ghost still lingers.. I tell our story… six years later.. i’m still here, and still feel he’s a part of me…. I wont forget, even though I am forgetful. He keeps me inspired, for years he has. I don’t believe it will ever stop. I will never know if I will ever speak with him again, but i never stop.
I go way back, beyond the dreams, beyond the inspirations, and he’s there since day one. Everyday he inspires me, every day his ghost follows me.. his shadow.
I don’t want any one. I want him back. It’s not love. It was just, us.
Things in my mind don’t make sense the way they use to.
I wonder if anyone feels the same.