Ghost

6 feet under is where you remain in my mind.

Your memory still haunts me.

Every touch still taunts me.

The love I had for you has evaporated into nothing.

What hurts the most is that you’re not actually gone.

You’re still wandering the world without me but with someone else.

There is no love but there is attachment to whom I thought couldn’t live without me.

You’re not dead but your a phantom of the past that lingers through every part of my mind.

You come out at night when I feel the most insecure at that time.