Ghost

Tonight a goodbye shall be spoken,
And a billion dreams broken.


Why am I feeling so much guilt, when it was your feet going through the door?
Why do I still want to, in your arms, watch the shore?


How many tears shall fall to finally be free from your chain?
How many friends should I make smile for mine to finally remain?


I won’t forget your voice nor your face,
And nothing will stop me from seeing you in the clouds,
For that I am still haunted by your marvelous grace,
Even in the middle of the most enormous crowds.


Why am I seeing your smile on the face of every woman?
Why can’t I finally get, that I won’t see you ever again?


How many pens shall I use on how much poems to finally let you go?
How many nights shall I spend awake in a corner to finally glow?


Your shadow follows me,
Can’t you finally let me be?