haunted

………the monsters in our head the monsters in our heart the monsters in our soul the monsters in our head the monsters in our heart the monsters in our soul the monsters in our head the monsters in our heart the monsters in our soul the monsters in our head the monsters in our heart the monsters in our soul the monsters in our head the monsters in our heart the monsters in our soul………….

 

 

 

I am never alone
even when I am wanting
I never imagined a haunting
To be quite this way

 

Lounging at the side of the bridge
our feet dangle over the side,
shoulder to shoulder,
hip to hip
your head sometimes resting
against my shoulder…

 

Nights like these
I feel so much older.

 

I glance over to you,
and you are barely visible.
Your pale approximation
of a smile
touches my eyes.

 

Oh, how time flies when we sit here
together…
you — the one who only exists in my heart now
and me — wondering how to start living without you…

 

 

Nights like these
I feel so much older.
The autumn leaves float to the ground
and I’m getting a bit colder because
I don’t want to leave.
It’s so late, and dark now
Your companionship is preferable
to the ones you left behind.

 

 

 

My life didn’t grind to a halt;
and I’m wrecked with guilt for this
and I know none of this is your fault
and I suspect you know how you’re missed.

 

So now I am never alone
even when I am wanting.
I never imagined a haunting
to be quite this way.

 

 

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