From the song Angela, "I'm stuck in this ghost town.."
I have so many words to tell you. We don't talk yet you are still a part of me. I still remember your name, the way I think about your success in life, and the way I wish you happiness because you deserve it. You deserve each and every good thing in life.
I find myself wandering through the corridors of my mind, reminiscing the moments that never happened, only existing in the quiet spaces between my thoughts. I replay the conversations that weren’t, the laughter that never danced between us, and the dreams we could have shared. It’s a bittersweet symphony of what-ifs, echoing the ghostly whispers of a connection that flickers like a distant star, bright yet unattainable.
In the solitude of night, I yearn for what could have been—how your smile might have lit up my days, how our stories could have intertwined. Yet here I am, trapped in this ghost town of my own making, where shadows of our potential linger, haunting the edges of my reality.
With every passing moment, I wish I could bridge the silence that separates us. I hope you find the joy you seek and chase your dreams with the fervor they deserve. It’s in this hope, in this profound longing, that you remain endlessly cherished—a part of a life that could have been, but still holds a piece of my heart.
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