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
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