I am gone, but I am here
I have been missing you for nights upon nights
in the back of my mind, I wonder why I
drift between our past and present
with no way to the future
no way to find a bridge between
I am a ghost to myself
we have been young for years
called ourselves two sides of the same coin
but isn’t it funny how two different sides
can merge with different stories
and perhaps they were not so different at all?
we are a ghost to each other
stars are born and they die in brilliance
but we died without any brilliance
just word-of-mouth
and everything they said about this feeling fading
was a lie
because I feel you
I miss you
and I am angry at you
everything we were remains as a ghost to me
I know why I left our mosaic behind
a broken melody of pieces that somehow made a masterpiece
how many times can a mosaic break before they know it’s broken?
I am a ghost of the cathedral
drifting between stories and whispers
I am haunting myself
we are haunting each other
and there is a lingering feeling I can’t figure out
lingering sunlight that cries for hope
our memory will, perhaps, always be a ghost
I have fallen into oblivion
we are falling down a thousand rabbit holes
we are words on a screen
sent at 10:30 pm
waiting for response
I am waiting for a response, but not through a screen
I am waiting for your eyes to tell me everything
to sit down and try to fit our mosaic back together
too many pieces
not enough of us left to fix it
however, perhaps ghosts can find each other
just, please
please don’t deceive me
I’m still waiting for your response
will you respond?
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