maybe it is my fault
for not telling you what i wanted
maybe it is your fault
for not being the best partner that i needed
but maybe we got lost in miscommunication
maybe i expected too much
or maybe you were too busy
to fix this all up
so now i need to see you
dancing with my ghost
sorry that i left you haunted
sorry that i cant explain
what happened between us
since you are still all over me
like a burgundy-stained dress
that i do not dare to wear anymore
YOU ARE READING
reminiscing
Poetrywriting because i dont know how to talk about my problems the old ones were poorly written
