What happened to those loving hands

The ones that used

to know me best

The ones that used to hurt the most

Im sitting here with Davids ghost

Every night we talked across the dinner table

And a silent day beginning of December

My Davids hands were cold and still

No loving pulse for me to feel

Two loving

hands are haunting me today

My lifes plan in disarray

Its about time leave me alone

A ghost like you cant keep me worm

What happened to those loving hands

I dont know and that suits me best