The Ghosts

"Times given are approximate, but correct"

They whisper around my legs,Ache through and ring hollow in my chest.A feeling of absence and I know he is gone and lost.Each one as special and beautiful as the last ghost that passed through me, leaving the inside of...

Turned the Page

"Ghosted again"

The hours turned into daysAnd my concern grew to rage,The realization finally set inYou had already turned the page. You told me days before you leftYou would never give up what we had,Not for anyone, but apparentlyI’m the one that was...