I feel you
in brief moments
when I sit down to a meal
after a good shower
as the air fans against my face just right
mostly
in the moments when I'm alone
I call it
passing
because it seems
for just a moment
our dimensions blur
when we're in the same spot
at the same time
but you aren't real, are you?
not when you're a ghost.
YOU ARE READING
ache & after
PoetryAche & After is a poetry collection about emotional aftermath. It explores love that bruises, loss that lingers, trauma that reshapes, and the slow, imperfect process of healing. Written through moments of grief, longing, survival, and self-discover...
