She’s a beautiful badass,
He’s a soulful sinner.
Tried so hard to let it go,
But damnit, (s)he’s a winner.
How long will the ghost linger?
She’s everything he longs for,
And she’s wrapped around his finger.
She closes the door, falls to the floor.
When does the illusive dream die?
He wonders, as he stands still.
Tears collect in his eyes, as he watches the sky
He realizes it never will.
Both hearts fighting will,
Both hearts longing still…