The ghost that haunts me

You're like a ghost that haunts me.

Every day I check my horoscope, I look at yours too.
It's as if it will tell me what's going on in your new life. 
The one without me in it.

Every time I see a car like yours, I wonder if it's you.
A pleasant surprise visit maybe?  Perhaps you've changed your mind?

The unknown numbers on my phone -
Were you trying to reach me?
Just to say hello?

You're the ghost that haunts me now. 
Little things that to anyone would seem normal, leave me with these silly questions.
Do I cross your mind?
At all?
Are these just feeble attempts to keep what I thought we had alive in my memory? 
Or am I just unable to control this self-inflicted torture on my heart?

Is your world as consumed by the ghost of me, the way mine is with you?
Do you ever replay our last conversation in your mind until you become numb, like I do?

When I see something I like, I still wonder if you'd like it too.
When I eat something delicious, I still wish I could share it with you.
When I see something I know you'd like, I still wish I could give it to you.
When I make a decision, I still wonder what you'd think.

It's strange that the ghost you left behind, doesn't scare me as much as the real, living, you.
I wonder for days on end if your ghost will ever stop haunting me.
You've changed me now.

What do I have to do, and how much time has to go by before I can exorcise your ghost?
Will I ever be able to?
Do I even want to?

You're the ghost that haunts me now. 
I'm forever a changed soul.
Drifting through life, with you constantly in the forefront of my every thought.