Ghost

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How do I get over you?

Is it even possible?

no other breakups have felt like this

this is abnormal

its been weeks

months

I've spent some of that time loathing you

despising you

yet

here I am still in love with you

not this person you have become

not the person you become when you feel like the world is closing in on you

not the person who lashes out based on their emotions

not the person who seeks to control everything and everyone around them

but

the person who held me when I cried

and whispered sweet nothings

the person who lay beside me told me how beautiful I was and how they thanked God every day for me being in their life

the person who wanted to build a life

a future

a family

a house

with me

who came to the house when I wasn't feeling well and dropped off a gift for "each of the senses" you said

You deodorant because you knew I loved the way you smelled

a picture of you

voice memos of you saying "I Love You"

your favorite hat and blanket

and Dr.Pepper (my favorite drink)

I love(d) you

still do

I can't seem to let go of you

it'll hit me at random points in the day

a memory will replay in my mind

and the grief of losing you overcomes me

and I can't talk about it

or

more or less

won't talk about it

for I know it'd be quite annoying

and I know what others would say

"get over him"

"that part of him never existed"

"How are you caught up on a 2-week romance?"

but

I can't help it

I've tried

doing all the things that worked previously with other people

but it never works or sticks

I am still left

hurt

just like the day you left

and what hurts the most

is not knowing if that part of you was real

or if I fell in love with a ghost


for you haunt my dreams

will unfulfilled promises of the "perfect life"

you haunt my waking hours

with your disembodied voice

ringing with the promises never to be seen


I have always loved haunted houses

who knew you'd make me one

empty and numb

filled with darkness and every fear imaginable

where my anxiety runs rampant

and there is no conceivable way out

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