The ghost of my past came back today,
To haunt me in a new and improved way,
With a smile in his pocket, he looked at me,
Digesting the person I have come to be.
I held my composure together as he talked,
Blushing as our wandering eyes locked,
And in the back of my mind, I sang our song,
Remembering his touch, it`s been so long.
I tried not to think of how we used to be,
When he said goodbye and hugged me,
But I couldn`t help but notice his eyes,
Shining like they used to, covering his lies.
And I can`t help but wonder what would be,
If he never would have loved her more than me;
But I learnt from the mistakes I kept repeating,
For I know, that journeys end in lovers meeting.
