The ghosts of the road torment me,
Whispering, circling around my head...

The pinnacle of my heart's desire,
With meaningful caresses you kindle my fire...

I think of you so often
Even though you are miles away...

As i glance at the space beside me,
I can almost see him there...

I can last hours
Without dreaming of you now...

Living in a cloud of smoke
My lungs are black and raw...

I'm with you
In mind...

All alone, she wanders to school,
This fragile girl is not considered cool...

'Remember when...'
I would solemnly say...

White dresses and fluffy skies,
sherlock kisses and scrutinising eyes...

If it was an ultimatum, which would you choose?
Either decision would change your life...

Like two cars
That pass...