You are in my head,
But you are not real
Watching everything I do,
What I think and touch and feel
Curling up next to me
A ghostly figure in the night
Arms wrapped around me
Holding me tight
Phantom hands holding fast
My head bowed low
Tears flowing freely
Knowing what I know
You share in my pain
Helping me to heal
But you are only in my head
I wish that you were real
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