Am i the only one with her ghost in my head?
not fully sure why when our memories were mostly in my bed,
could that be why i'm troubled at night
and perfectly fine in the daylight?
Wish i could have kissed her once more before the fade,
at least for me and all i gave,
while digging our grave i'm sorry i strayed,
and kept on pushing you away.
Who uses a memory to replace the foot in my door?
what'd you stay away for?
i've grown sick of thinking up some reason at night,
just to not give a damn come daylight.
Just know once i'm over you, that's it i'm out,
nothing more to write about,
no more doubts created from a past memory of you,
and no more reason for me to ever again wonder why you?