Haunting

Dance with me 

She says stretching out her hand

The look on her face 

Priceless yet haunting

Today he remembers vividly

He should have danced with her

He cries out

Sitting by her grave

Memories

Things he could have done

But didn’t 

Ghosts with every turn

Reminds him

How carelessly he loved her

How selfishness now’s so costly

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