Haunted

You?
You’re like a gust of cool wind, that kisses my cheek on a warm, sunny day. 

bird-singing

You’re like the birdsong I love waking up to.
Like that tune I’ve got stuck in my head, for more than a week now.
That won’t go away even after I’ve heard a million more. 

You.
You’re like a ear worm.
Sticking around.
Playing on loop, in my head, all day. 

Like someone said,
is it ok to be haunted by someone who is still alive?

You.
You’re my most favourite memory.

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