Haunt.

My breath is heavy,

Living amongst the dead.

 

Her love might have saved me,

It only came too late

As my love came to him,

Trying to save what was already gone.

We are haunted by our failures,

Forgetting successes,

Forgetting the world outside;

The sun takes second place,

The moon is forgotten.

Stars are scarcely seen,

Scenes flash before me,

I am drowning.

You are gone.