Post 161: Haunted (9/4/09)

Haunted (8/9/09 c, 09/4/09 w)

Sometimes when I look in the mirror it’s true

I can still see your face
In some distant place
Someplace that I just can’t go
You know

Haunted

Haunted by the memory of you
I still can smell your shampoo
There are times I still see your face, even when I’m awake
But you’ve gone away
And the dreams that just won’t die
Are all I have, all I have left of you
Haunted

I know you didn’t say

You didn’t say it was forever
But it’s hard not to feel that way

When it was you I got up to see everyday
I thought, I thought that I meant to you
I meant to you at least a fraction, a fraction of what you meant to me
Maybe that is just revisionist history

Haunted

Haunted by the memory of you
I still can smell your shampoo
There are times I still see your face, even when I’m awake
But you’ve gone away
And the dreams that just won’t die
Are all I have, all I have left of you
Haunted

It’s so hard it’s true

To find somebody new
When I can’t stop thinking of you
And no one can compare
No one can compare to you

But one thing I know is true, I never cross your mind

What can I do?

Haunted
Haunted by the memory of you
I still can smell your shampoo
There are times I still see your face, even when I’m awake
But you’ve gone away
And the dreams that just won’t die
Are all I have, all I have left of you
Haunted

You’ve left me, left me in a place

Where I can’t fall, I can’t give my all
I can’t give my heart away
Because I just can’t make the pieces fit

Maybe someday, I will find
Someone to make me come back to life