The air fills with the ghost of our late night conversations
Our inside jokes and cheeky smiles
It fills with the good memories of us
The ones I will forever hold dear
The presence of what is gone is everywhere
It fills my room
As I lay to go to sleep
Haunting me...
The memories that used to make me smile
Now make me want to curl into a ball
And grieve
Grieve over what is lost
Everyday is starting to feel like a funeral
To the death of us
I feel lost
My whole life was filled with you
Now it's just your ghost
Today I grieve in your memory
In our memories
And the ones that will never come
Today I will grieve over someone who is still alive
But never coming back
YOU ARE READING
written from the soul
PoésieListen to my deepest and darkest secrets slowly revealed in a jumble of metaphors and similes :)
