Wow! That really suits you!
You look so much older.
I never noticed how pretty you eyes were.
It felt like I lost a limb,
I still reach back behind my neck to feel it.
I was so proud of it and it's honestly sad how something so important to me could be so expendable.
You've been looking a lot more tired lately.
Are you okay?
I just can't get used to how...different you look.
When I look in the mirror, I cannot see what I used to.
Still, it's more familiar than the face that once replaced it.
I swear I can still feel it against my back,
For a moment certainty pressing against me.
Then, I remember, it was only my imagination.
My long hair was beautiful.
It took so long to grow it.
How odd, it was so easy to cut it,
A quick clip and it was gone.
How different,
How much older I must seem.
But, how weird, that I'm still,
Me.
YOU ARE READING
Lillies and Ghosts
PoesíaPoems for the young, the restless, or the mad. These are my words to you, always and forever~