I travel with a ghost in my pocket,
I have a part of her in my heart locket.
I try to shy away,
When times are tough.
But,
I have a ghost in my pocket...
It's hard to fall in love with someone
When you've only had hushed memories,
That never happened.
Kisses that were brief,
Lasting lifetimes you've never shared.
Imprints that never really touched the ground.

I have a ghost in my pocket and it's finally time to let it go.
Touches will finally fade away,
Souls linked
Will now be broken
Being made of once,
Firm wood,
Now cracked and broken like straw.

My pockets are going to be lonely
But, pockets don't really have partners for that long.
You take them out,
Only
When you need them...