Sunday, March 2, 2008

Like A Ghost

When I think of you
Gives me chills
Used to do that
A long time ago
But the chills
Weren't the haunting kind
That leave me now
Sorta empty and sad
But I'm learnin
To be that way
And each day
It's a bit less painful
And a lot more
Still I think of you
Every day and every night
Passing moments now
Not that all consuming kind
A bit more distant
A bit more in cheeck
And I guess
A bit more forgiving
Like a Ghost
That was never really there