She's a Ghost
The lover I dreamed of is gone.
Perhaps it was the bleakness
of the snow covered landscape.
But today, finally, I realized
the woman I loved is dead.
Acceptance they say,
sometimes comes slowly.
And truth be told
I should have known long ago.
For while the physical woman
still walks this world.
It is the one I loved,
who loved me, that is gone.
Said she would love me forever and I believed her.
Told me she would love me forever
could not imagine life without me.
But I think my love frightened her.
She'd never known its depth.
Her beauty and spirit paralyzed me,
like nothing I'd ever known.
My entire adult life
I had searched for someone like her.
Someone to fill,
an unexplainable void.
She was the lover of my dreams
She was my friend, and my lover for nine amazing years.
She made me laugh, she saw me cry.
It seemed so natural being her lover,
I never could think of her as just a friend.
I'm not sure if her death,
came suddenly, or ebbed slowly.
I only know I was very slow to realize,
maybe I chose not to recognize.
I will always believe, that we,
were at our best with each other.
But at last, I see, it's impossible,
to hold onto a ghost.