Every day. Every. Day. EVERYDAY. For her, for him, for all of them.

I'm trying to be better. I will, I will. I am just so tired.

"I don't pick up the mail,
I don't pick up the phone,
I don't answer the door,
I'd just as soon be alone.
I don't keep this place up,
I just keep the lights down,
I don't live in these rooms,
I just rattle around.

I'm just a ghost in this house,
I'm just a shadow upon these walls,
As quietly as a mouse I haunt these halls.
I'm just a whisper of smoke,
I'm all that's left of two hearts on fire,
That once burned out of control,
You took my body and soul,
I'm just a ghost in this house.

I don't care if it rains,
I don't care if it's clear,
I don't mind staying in,
There's another ghost here.
He sits down in your chair,
And he shines with your light,
And he lays down his head,
On your pillow at night.

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