Ghosts

those ghosts... aren't ghosts. 

they are my loved ones.

his is my loved one.

have you lost someone you love?

have anyone that you love just left?

anyone that you love aren't there anymore?

sometimes, when you're left up

all alone

you felt that

being single

is after all, not a bad thing.

but what about those happy times?

are those just... memories?

or was it just some... moments?

should you meet up someone you like

and just nice, he likes you too

what's wrong being together, right?

but all these changes,

when pain

is in the heart.

Leaving a loved ones,

saying Good-bye,

knowing that you could never

hug him tightly,

kiss him on his cheek,

and whisper in his ears

those silly secrets

laughing without reasons;

that lost, pain,

is eating you up,

 inside of me.

That sense of oneness,

is just apart

broken into pieces.

 you want to mend so badly,

but there seemed impossible.

the feeling

of warming each other,

of looking at each other,

with just a breath away,

 with your fingers

crawling their ways

among his hair

and have you lips

down his neck.

that calmness

that gave you strength

to even face world-ends.

the feeling,

when hands are held tightly,

where your fingers fit nicely

into his

perfectly.

you could even taste his breath

love the way he touch you

and just embrace that moment

you...

you...

now is all gone.

for he 

is just another ghost

inside me.

and like this

i keep him alive.

*dedicated to those who just lost someone they love.

especially my dear friend, Em.