Ghost from the Past

I keep calling you up in my mind whenever I’m feeling down, but you never answer me.

I still see you when I close my eyes, I still feel you haunting the empty halls in my head.

Your eyes have burnt themselves into my heart such a long time ago, and still they’re the first thing I see when life isn’t going the way I want it to.

You were the first, the first to make me feel more than I wanted to feel. The first to make me think about saying those three little words. You were the first to hurt me.

I’m letting you go, I don’t need your help anymore.

You’re nothing more than a ghost from my past.

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