Ghost && the shell

I hear you I can hear her call. It is but a whisper now. It sounds like she is still right here. I can feel you. I feel her hand in mine. It is just a memory now. It feels like I can hold her still. Still she is nowhere near me. That sweet smell of you still permeates this air. Oh how I can still smell her around me. She's as much a ghost to me as visual to scent. That doesn't stop me from smelling her lovely scent. With all of these things of you I carry with me why a re you the piece missing? If I didn't know any better I would still think she was here. She's not though just her memory she is nowhere near. A ghost girl and I'm a shell.