The Ghost of You

I peer out into the vastness as I have many times before

You've been gone past forever;It seems foolish

But i never really can control myself

Because, you see

Once i know your not there

I can start to believe your really just a mere golden memory

And the reality sits in

My Gorgeous past can no longer bother the lonely present

But one day, something magnificent happens

There you are, up on the cliff

Where you found yourself for the very last time

Almost out of sight, almost out of mind

I almost strain my eyes as i double-take

Looking more beautiful than I've yet to notice

A figment of my infatuation

The ghost of you

Tortures me with the deepest resentment

I know your far better off now

You turn towards me and give me one last look

Your blank star

Pierces like needles

I blink and let go

As i have many times before

I open my eyes and look again

Now nothing but an ocean mist

Just the way

It's supposed to be