In life, we die
When we do, all that is left
Are phantoms
Phantoms of our past
Phantoms of our present
Phantoms of our possible future
It is in everything
The phantoms of a person
All you need to do is look
In memories
In photographs
In texts
In recordings
In objects
It has been happening
All throughout time
Everyone you know has left one
Their phantom
So have you
You left your phantom
With them
All are phantoms to one another
And that is all we ever will be