I thought that I wanted to be free
Free to be me
Free from decisions, obligations, and responsibilities.
But this freedom came at a cost,
The cost of feeling lost….
Lost and alone, because a house is not a home….
Without you there.
The cost of losing you, losing me
and our dreams of eternity.
What to do now?
No smiles, all frowns
And endless tears that just can’t seem to stop
Because thoughts of you just make my heart drop.
And I hear your voice, and I see your smile
And all the while….
I feel your presence, your ghost is here.
Each day I feel….
I feel haunted
All because of what I thought I wanted.
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