Ghost

I see shadows at the corners of my room,

It's the presence I anticipate, even call.

It should feel cold but it's so damn warm.

It's fragments of you.

I thought you were gone.

It's sitting on my bed most times,

I'm crazy that I talk back.

How can you still make me smile?

How can you still visit me at night?

I thought you were gone.

It's costing me my sanity,

Knowing what you could have said,

how you could have touched.

what we could have done

I knew you were gone.

Every time I close my eyes,

or open it long enough to get lost.

I have been living with your ghost,

to keep me alive.

It succumbs me, I fear for it.

I knew you were gone,

but the shape of you in my memories don't.

Your ghost derived from past rooms and times,

I'm glad you're still here.

I thought you were gone.