Ghosts

These ghosts stay even when I don't want them to
Fond memories turn sour just like they all do
First kiss and an inside joke they filled me with joy
Spoiled and left me feeling only the lingering emptiness

These ghosts stay at night and in my dreams
I wake up and still they haunt me
Is it regret or love that's expired?
I'm not sure but neither of which I desire

These ghosts stay after I have prayed for love
That both of us would find it again
The grapevine tells that one of us has
Little joy finds me after learning that
All I can hope for is that it will only grow

These ghosts stay because no one's left to witness
The shared happiness and the depth it holds
The only one who understands is lost to time and fantasy
Maybe that's what this is for

To put the ghosts down and set it all right
In this poem and to the fullest of my expression
The depth of love lost and memories shared
Lord please deliver me to a pasture where I am spared
To find love and joy for myself and her
What more can a man live for?