Will I always be stuck haunted by the ghost of you?
Can’t I ever find some comfort in this distance?
Must I really dream of you whenever someone says your name?
Shouldn’t everything have ended up behind me now?
You walked away completely long ago, so why can’t I?
When it all means nothing, can’t it go away?
Why should there still be tears and pain and regret?
My hands are tied and empty, so why carry this on?
Why couldn’t it be as simple for me as it was for you?
Why must I sit here surrounded by the shadows of my failure?
Why can’t I find my way free from you?