Ghosts

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Photo by Aidan Meyer on Unsplash

I remember last night
you touched my hair
and I tried to lie still
pretend to be asleep

I would not stir
for the fear that
you might disappear
the moment wouldn’t last

the next day
the air is sharp
we are best friends
walking side by side

we don’t talk
but my head is loud
you know my words
before I make a sound

I can never quite read you
should have listened to the voice
telling me not to get close
but now it’s too late

I’m scared to leave
for the fear that
you might not be here
when I come back

I wish I could get in your head
and paint over your thoughts
on the outside you laugh
your inside is full of ghosts

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6 Comments Add yours

  1. Diana says:

    My favourite element here: the last line. It lingers with me. And the image is an excellent match. A complete piece I enjoyed 😌

    1. mrsreckless says:

      Thank you so much. Always a pleasure to see your comments 🙂

  2. Wow… As damning as it is, I love this. The progression of your words and emotions is alluring and captivating ❤

    1. mrsreckless says:

      I’m so happy to hear that. Thank you so much ❤️

  3. Love it Now says:

    I wish I could get in your head
    and paint over your thoughts…
    an excellent expression, when we love someone we have this irresistible temptation to do that 🙂

    1. mrsreckless says:

      Yes, we do. Thank you for reading 😊

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