Lost

Lost

A Story by Manda

He's haunting me, 
I can feel him around me,
Sometimes unexpectedly. 
Other times, if I pay attention,
I can feel him next to me,
Arm around my shoulder,
Callused hand in mine
Memories of cologne,
Movies, iced tea, and toys 
Dance in my memory.
I can feel the sobs creep up,
In my dreams I feel desperate,
Desperate to bring you back with me.
Promises of things we'll never share
Dances, food, dates, love, memories
You were there for most,
And in ghost,
I know you will for the rest...

© 2012 Manda


My Review

Would you like to review this Story?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

107 Views
Added on March 3, 2012
Last Updated on March 3, 2012

Author

Manda
Manda

Albuquerque , NM



About
I'm terrible at these "about me" things. Well, I'm a worker at a daycare on her way onto becoming a teacher and writer. My quirky sense of humor,love for morbid and disturbing horror, and familiarity .. more..

Writing
Dray Dray

A Story by Manda