The ghost of you

In seventh grade, a friendship bloomed, Ethan, your name, a vibrant tune. We shared secrets, laughter, and art, Flowers on my hand, a masterpiece of your heart. Close we were, a bond so strong, Whispers of feelings, where we belonged. You confessed your love, but not yet ready, So I waited, patient, my heart steady. Family, friends, all knew my heart's desire, A love for you, a burning fire. Then Chloe came, a whirlwind of desire, But our love was fleeting, a burning pyre. Back to you I turned, my heart still true, But Chloe, knowing, stole you from my view. Jealousy sparked, a cruel and bitter flame, Our friendship shattered, a broken frame. Now Leo stands, a new love's embrace, But in my heart, you hold a sacred space. Three years of friendship, a memory so clear, The ghost of you, a love I hold so dear. I see you in the halls, a distant sight, A hollow echo, a fading light. The pain of your absence, a constant ache, The ghost of you, a love I can't remake.