Ghost

I laid in a steaming hot bubble bath my eyes closed my head rested upon the edge an aroma fills the room not the scent of the bubbles but familiar your cologne so thick I gasped for air laying in bed my eyes closed my head rested upon my pillow my hair is brushed off my face my spine tingles as I feel the back of your hand caress my cheek I can't help but to inhale deeply and close my eyes tighter than they were when I feel your fingers stroking my hair sitting under a tree my eyes are closed my head is rested in my hands my heart flutters as you grab my hand pull me up to dance you hold me close my head now resting on your shoulder the rhythm...only the beat of my heart the melody...only the words in my head trying to read my eyes partially open my head rested in my palm I hear your laughter echoing down the hall lightening my heart I cant help but laugh with you writing this poem my eyes are open my head thrown back in frustration you are a ghost it was never real we never existed together it was a lie