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I sit within this empty house,
So bare since you've been gone,
As I try to figure out something,
Like, where did we go wrong?

To this day I don't quite understand,
How this all came about,
As the ghost of you still haunts this place,
Since the day that you moved out.

I still see your face upon the pillow,
As I turn out the light,
I still feel your body next to mine,
All throughout the night.

Sometimes I even hear your voice,
I actually answer to those calls,
But again, that's just the ghost of you,




			The Ghost of You I sit within this empty house, So bare since you've been gone, As I try to figure out something, Like, where did we go wrong? To this day I don't quite understand, How this all came about, As the ghost of you still haunts this place, Since the day that you moved out. I still see your face upon the pillow, As I turn out the light, I still feel your body next to mine, All throughout the night. Sometimes I even hear your voice, I actually answer to those calls, But again, that's just the ghost of you, That hides within the walls. I am fine when I am outside of this house, I'm gone throughout the day, But at night, you still have me enchained, With this ghost that won't go away.