Pursued by a ghost
The love you felt most
Washed away...

Where has she gone?
As she leaves with another
But returns once and again
To leave you in wonder.

Her love is the night
The obscurest of things
Leaving you lifeless
Unaware of the anguish
And fury she brings.

To the finder of things
She is the thief
Beware of the longing
And the emotions you keep.

To want for you more
This is all I can muster
So in silence I watch and I pray
Perhaps
That you will awaken some day.

Let her go...