How do you see me now,
and your pathetic promise of forever?

You say I'm a ghost to you somehow.
I think the hauntings just keep getting better.

It's fair game for poisoning my memories.

I remember your midnight hair,
shielding the indifference in your eyes.
Making every effort to diminish my feelings,
a manipulative asshole in disguise.

You taught me how fast forever turns into -
never.

That it really means -
only on your time.

Not in this physical...