I’m the ghost you tell your friends about
when you say in desperation
head in well-wrung hands
I don’t know what happened
She just left shejustleft 

No one knows. No one understands why
she would do that
They have slept no waking nights
spun inside no conversations
I’m the ghost (you made)

I’m the ghost you mourn in private
when you say I don’t understand
She disappeared shedisappeared
We were so close
Amazing how lost one can feel 

What did you expect?
to turn your head like a man possessed?
to find me exactly where you left me
waiting?
I’m the ghost

Occasionally haunted
what’s my responsibility here
how much explanation do I owe?
You would have seen my pain
if you were looking