Bittersweet Memoir [Previously Dear Heart, Why?]

the ghost of you

I stand there, watching the train ran off its track

Staring at the whole mess we have made

Wondering whether the love we had was worth all of this

Helplessly wiping the tears that just won't stop

While fighting the lump in my throat

The silence is deafening

Yet no one seems to realize it

Darling, what we had was real

All the tears, fights, memories.

All the scream was real

Those warm conversations are lingering in the back of my head

I still can smell you in my clothes

I still can see you smiling at me with those warm eyes

I'm haunted by your presence

I'm addicted to your love

And I'm destroyed by it