Seasons later, I started chasing your ghost
Because even if you burned me from the inside like how people say
I miss the warmth that it provided to subside the cold
The only warmth I feel now are the rolling tears
They travel down my cheeks in the name of you
But they dry up too
I miss your smile, your voice and I miss your eyes
But mostly I miss your lies
Because they made me smile
I wonder why haven't you spoken a word, it's been a while.
It's so not like you to be quiet
I yelled, "Move those lips, tell me something even if it's one of your lies!"
Then it hit me you're only a hallucination
Dammit! How I wish it was your reincarnation.
At the thought of that I cried upon your grave
And begged you to come back as seasons change.