Phantom

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  No Houses
My memory still haunts you like a phantom.

*Reached 100 Reads: 10/14/2016*

Submitted: June 23, 2016

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Do you remember the beach,

That we used to get high on, at sunset?

When you think about it,

Does it make you miss me?

Does my memory follow you around?

Just like a phantom, never seen, but always there.

 

I don’t believe it’s that easy,

To erase someone from your memory.

Try as hard as you’d like, go ahead I’ll watch.

I bet that you won’t be able, to do it.

No matter what people might say,

They never truly forget about you.

They merely push you into the back of their head,

Yet you still reappear, like a ghost, from time to time.

 

So tell me,

Do you remember the beach,

That we used to get high on, at sunset?

When you think about it,

Does it make you miss me?

Does my memory follow you around?

Just like a phantom, never seen, but always there.

 

Do I hang over your head like a raincloud,

Only able to be seen and heard by you?

Do you feel like you can’t escape from me,

Or do you feel like, you can’t get me out of your head?

 

See I’m not there, cause you cut me out of your life,

Quite a long time ago, but my memory still haunts you,

Just like a phantom would haunt an abandoned house.

Not even the ghostbusters could get rid of me.

 

Do you remember the beach,

That we used to get high on, at sunset?

When you think about it,

Does it make you miss me?

Does my memory follow you around?

Just like a phantom, never seen, but always there.

 

All that time we spent together,

Just isn’t gonna disappear in a flash.

You can pretend that it didn’t happen,

And that I don’t exist.

But when, you lie down in bed at night,

And you’re trying to fall asleep,

My memory still haunts you,

Just like a phantom haunts an abandoned house.

 

I know that you remember the beach,

That we used to get high on, at sunset.

I know that you miss me,

When you, think about me.

And I know my memory, follows you around,

Just like a phantom, never to be seen,

But it’s always there.


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