haunted by a living soul
i’m alone again
i told her how
i didn’t want that
so now we’re just friends
a weight off my shoulders for sure
but he won’t leave me alone
i see him in everything
i think i see him in places he wouldn’t be
i smell his cologne
and i hear his voice
every time i close my eyes
he’s right there
i’m being haunted by a living soul
who has no intent to haunt me
but then i don’t regret it
because i’d gladly swim in
his caramel eyes until i drown
i’d give a million fist bumps
if that’s what it took for our hands to touch,
i’d tell thousands of bad jokes
if only to see him smile
i’d tell him i hate when he steals a mallet
if only for him to talk to me
i’d pretend i know nothing
if only for him to explain it,
drum on his chest when i don’t know the rhythm
i’d do something stupid
if only to hear him call me girl
he is in everything breath i take
and yet he doesn’t even know
how badly he haunts me