Ghost

See right through me
pretend i'm not here
act like we never met,
act like you don't care

We've beeen through a lot,
more than two people ever should,
but that doesn't mean we stop reaching,
stop trying to get through.

Why can't we be civil?
Why can't you care?
Why do all our hours spent together,
end up like torn pictures on the floor.

Never to be looked at,
only to be burned.
Is that all you want of me now,
a old memory, charred, black, broken?

You hurt me bad,
this I am aware,
but how can something so perfect,
end in such dispair?

We only keep this up,
never knew it would be so much work,
to not only not talk,
but try to keep you out of my memory too.

but it never works,
you always are near,
never in life,
but in by mind, in my heart.

The worst part is,
you know this is true,
that i will always,
have a special place for you.