Ghost**
**Ghost**
All that's left is your ghost,
Whispers in the echoes of time,
I wander through our old messages,
In digital ink, our love did rhyme.
I scroll through emails, letters worn,
Each word a thread that once was bright,
Now shadows linger, memories torn,
Fading softly into the night.
...
All that's left is your ghost,
Whispers in the echoes of time,
I wander through our old messages,
In digital ink, our love did rhyme.
I scroll through emails, letters worn,
Each word a thread that once was bright,
Now shadows linger, memories torn,
Fading softly into the night.
...