Dear Ex,
Wasn't haunting my dreams enough? Now you come and haunt me when I'm awake, as well. When will you just leave me–for good this time? You're like a phantom in a crowd; I can feel your eyes watching my every move, but everywhere I turn I only catch glimpses of you. Ex, if you're going to haunt me, at least let me see your beautiful face.
Sincerely, Me (aka, the one you left)
P.S., do I haunt you too? Do you lose sleep thinking about me? Do I ever cross your mind anymore? Probably not, but I hope that you do.
YOU ARE READING
Diary of a Dreamer
PoetryThey say you're a dreamer Cause your eyes are sewn shut And you've got your head in the clouds They say you're like sleeping beauty Never gonna wake up until your knight comes to kiss you But it's been ages and still no sign of that white horse and...
