10/16/09 (ghostly prediction)

every night i dream of a ghost but like your love for me it comes and it goes i'm hopeless romantic my heart is quite frantic and it beats like a clock every tick and every tock and like a thinning cloud i disappear without a sound into the caverns of my mind i will forever hide and the gears in my heart turned slowly from the start i guess i should have known that my heart would never be whole that true love would not be found not before i'm underground and my soul will remain like a dirty blood stain no more of what i am but what i am not i'm the one you said you'd love, but just as easily forgot