Like a ghost you haunt my dreams
but maybe somehow it’s what you mean to do
Hai.........so simple yet so deep
Why are you doing this to me?
So sweet and sincere you draw me to you
Is this something you are trying to do?
Like a disease you’ve obsessed me
I think and think and think
What if? Maybe? Somehow?
The spiral of thoughts in which I sink
Phantom.....the name couldn’t be more fitting
Your face still a mystery to me
Your sweet words in my head forever ringing
Like a star, always flickering
Gone in the day but eternally shining
Your heart and traits, a facade they’re always saying
Did you mean what you said, when you pledged your heart to me?
Or were your sweet words frivolously thrown to appease
Is this all a game?
A ghostly Phantom moving through Astral planes...
Or are you just waiting to emerge from the shadows again?
Doesn’t really matter anyways because like broken glass we were damned from the beginning
Too many sharp angles standing in our way
too many people’s standards telling us what is right in our state of being
Though the truth is painfully clear
We were too early
the kindling not dry enough or ready to burn in our fury
No matter the suspicion or uncertainty
Wherever you may be and whoever with
It was not the the cover of your book that interested me about you
Not even the chapters since I never got as far as I wished
It was the preface, I read the little you showed and that’s when I knew
You are the phantom I would never forget.