Let Go

He's not here anymore. The person you fell for so many moons ago. You've been holding hands with a ghost for far too long, it's starting to show. That shadow you follow around is going to be the death of you. Let go of my hand. Stop looking at me like I'm here. I'm long gone, and I wish you could move on. I know this pain all too well, and it's what made me who I am today. That's why I'd never do it to another soul alive or dead. Don't covet the dead, embrace the living.