I could never love someone the way I loved you.

Those are the words that are etched into my mind and soul. Its really simple to say that I'm over you, and I believe that. People tell me otherwise. I'm now scared of love, scared to love, like I was close to something real a bunch of times but I'm scared of it, and I just watch it slip away too many times. No, it wasn't those words that are etched, its your very being. The way you carved and worked the beautiful piece of art inside of me. Became the most priceless, most immaculate, yet most haunting thing to ever exist.

I met you when I wasn't looking for love. You are so far engraved into my soul and existence, that hardly anybody can understand me without hearing your name. I believe life teaches us many things as we grow old, but I was never ready for the silence that it has taught me, was the absence of you. My heart was so full of you that I can hardly call it my own. I never thought that a smile with a stranger would bare fruit to many memories that I would treasure for a lifetime.

You came into my life like I have known you for a lifetime. As if it was you were always meant to be there. From that moment on it felt like all the empty spaces inside my heart was filled by you, and I thought we had forever, but forever had a cruel way of slipping through my fingers. The laughter we shared, late night talks, and the silences that felt like home slipped from me in an instance.

Now, all I have left is the bittersweet memory of a love not destined to last, and what feels like torture from our memories. All I have left, is the ghost of you.