There will be times you will be lonely. There will be times you will wake up and feel a little empty, and wonder why you feel so. You’re happy, but there’s a little hole somewhere, where something is escaping you. A little bit of joy, or forlorn memories. And you remember why you feel empty. You had a dream. Of an alternate universe. Of how things could be…. Actually, of how a certain person could be. Someone you had forgotten, discarded, learnt to live happily without. Returned in a misty dream, with the edges blurred, like a postcard that has been too long in a musty cupboard.
Title: Mumford and Sons. Ghosts that we knew.