treyb1219

Ghost

When I first met you

You were the perfect color rose
A tingling in the back of my head

A desire to know more 

A haunting without my realizing

I thought i could see you

But you were only opaque

If only I had another set of eyes

That were in fact not possessed

So i could see that you weren\'t entirely there

and i would not have been upset

When i couldn\'t see you at all

You came to me, but were also the one to leave

Did you find someone else to possess

With that perfect color rose,

That i didn\'t see was actually a deep crimson

I tried to know you

Maybe even become close

But like the ghost you are

You simply vanished into thin air.