Ghosts

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Your ghost still haunts me,
Thoughts of all that we couldn't be,
You left without a word,
That's when my days became blurred.
Your voice is slowly fading
All those memories degrading.

But I still remembered your praise,
And all those other words plays,
In my mind like a broken record,
One which the rest will never be explored.

There was no explanation,
It was all left to my imagination,
What had I done wrong?
Why have you been silent for so long?
You act as if nothing happened,
While my soul had been flattened.

To this day I grieve,
And maybe it's foolish to believe,
But I sit in wait,
Hoping I hadn't been replaced.

I ache over your laugh,
Wondering why you left your other half,
The one that thought I was special,
Maybe I was just a vessel,
To take advantage of all I had to give,
You left me to die so you could live.

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