Saturday, June 9, 2012

the ghost

We slept in different rooms
and the walls between us
keep us in two
It made me feel like a ghost
We keep it secret,
keep it safe
knowing that one day
the tiny thread that wove us together
would unravel
traveling in different directions
heading west
but you stay put
i did my best
you know should
goodbye one more time
don't say it, don't mean
goodbye one more time,
can't say it, can't mean
I am holding this crutch
It's the last thing you touched
Make it more, than I believe in
Make it more, that I've achieved in.
So we sleep in different rooms
But I'm a magnet to the wall
I'm the ghost that walks down the hall
and out your door
forever more.
The ghost in the other room.