The Ghost Of Her

Sometimes I feel like
I'm living in a dream.
Like what's happening, these people,
Nothing is as it seems.
One day I'll wake up
And things will be as they were.
She'll still be here.
I'll still have her. 
The ghosts of the past still haunt me.
The ghosts of the future, they taunt me.
Everything I do, 
I do with uncertainty.
But she's always there,
In the back of my mind,
Reminding me of my worth,
Telling me not to be scared.
25 years old,
I still struggle with the pain.
I was only 18 years old
When I lost her that day. 
But she's still here.
Every time I close my eyes, 
I feel her comfort;
I see her smile. 
The ghosts of the past, they haunt me.
The ghosts of the future, they taunt me. 
Everything I do,
I do to numb the pain.
I can't bear to feel like this.
I have to make it go away. 
But all of a sudden,
She's there
Saying, "Please don't be scared."
The pain melts away. 
I give in to the rain. 
I close my eyes and it's all okay.