❝The Ghost of my Friend❞

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The rain falling against my tangled hair reminds me of the cool feeling of your tears
I want to run away but, without you, I haven't anywhere to run. Not anymore.
Your peach scent and velvet voice still linger loudly in my head, making me dizzy;
Nothing scares me more than it's presence disappearing.

It's all I have left of you, my dear Friend.

The cold wind makes my skin itch bitterly as it slowly freezes me,
I am now unsure if a tender touch could warm what's left of me.

It's okay, I'm still here. I'm still waiting, I haven't left you.

Even though your gone, I still longingly await the day I can touch your fingertips delicately.

Sleep is no longer something I can treat myself to,
For fear I'd miss out on your voice, for fear I'd miss a call, or miss a text.
I keep hoping for it in the midst of the night;
No one will contact me tonight, tomorrow and the next day. It's only the darkness and me.

The ghost of my only friend bothers my mind,

But my heart still jumps at the memory of when things were okay.

People always turn into Ghosts...

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