Sunshine through the windows
Lighting the ever so empty spots
Seeing the ghosts of you
Everywhere of your old self
Wilted flowers resting on the sills
Shattered frames with memories
My bleeding heart hurting for you
Missing you
The ghosts haunting me
Taunting your goodbye
Telling me it would be alright
That it was temporarily
Now I can see
All there is
Was only a misery
Only the ghosts of your love
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Sorry for the angst, but I did cry when I saw the papers in season 11. But hey at least Burzek is happy:)
Now people, which do you like more,
Linstead or Upstead?
A plus!
