slowdance with a ghost

come round and stay a while

we can joke about the old times

the memories we made

the stories we created

were only in my imagination

were you even there?

were you ever real?

how could a dream dare to steal

my heart from my caged soul

dying to escape

to run to you

to embrace you

you were always real

you are still here, and i still slowdance with you every night

whilst i check my phone to see the void where your name should be

and i hold the air in front of me tight

and picture you there.