Ghosts rise in the room,
Old lovers haunt the dim light—
I fight, but I fade.
At Hotel Andaluz,
I’m just a shadow she knew—
Her ghosts press me thin.
I stand in the frame,
But they linger, pulling her—
Love slips through my hands.
One year, full of hope,
Professed love where lies now rest—
Her heart wasn’t mine.
Her past comes to life,
In the halls where we once kissed—
I am lost, unseen.
A new lover waits,
Where I stood just one year past—
She cheats in the dark.
They smile, her old flames,
While I drown in their whispers—
How long can I fight?
Hotel walls hold pain,
Each room hides a lover’s ghost—
I’m trapped in their pull.
Professions of love,
Ignored where deceit now grows—
One year, all erased.
Fighting to stay close,
But the past still pulls her near—
I fade, she moves on.
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