lost

Our old memories, the only comfort I have from you. Every day, you’re jogging around my mind, Like a ghost, haunting the same house. Forever moving further and further away. I wonder, do you still feel this way? Do I haunt your dreams? Do I pester your unconscious mind? In the rooms I stand in, you follow in the corners. I hear your giggles as you torment me, Telling me maybe I should come find you, Convincing me you still matter. Those clueless little kids no longer exist, Ripped apart, living new lives. Those times feel like a fever dream now, A dream repeating every night, Trying to rewrite reality, Trying to make a new ending stick. Even if I tried to find you, Part of me knows I never could. That young bud has fully blossomed, And you are beautiful. I watch you leave me, like smoke through my fingers, Counting every tick tock from the clock until you return, No guarantee you will ever look back again.