The Ghost of My Shadow

Walking by myself on memory grounds,

I see the ghost of my past foot steps,

I stop and look in front of me.

And as the people fades away right in front of me,

I only see the ghost of me and you.

Where we would hold hands and walk together, smiling.

I even see the ghosts of your family,

where your parents caught us together,

we would go back of the mall after that,

and take you to the stairs,

where I wipe your tears away.

As if nothing had happened.

We hugged and kissed,

and sit down next to the stairs,

where your head would be on my shoulder,

and I would kiss your forehead,

and wipe your tears again.

So in the end you won't worry no more.

As each step I go within the memory grounds,

and as I watched the ghost of me and you,

I couldn't help but think,

that I would rather relive the memories,

of the ghost of our shadows,

just to have you by my side once again.

But how unfortunate,

it was only a memory,

a memory of a ghost,

and a memory of shadow.

The ghost of my shadow,

that once found true love.

Written by: Zulhazmi 'Angelus' Zainal Abidin

Note: I'm getting rusty. :S