Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Be My Ghost

I am haunted by you.
In the morning I wake, searching
for something that isn't.
A memory that never was.

In the twilight
searching for you
needing your touch.
The touch of a ghost.

What's worse is I know you.
Know what you sound like
Know your worst fears
& the dreams you long for.

I know everything about you
I just don't know you.


No comments:

Post a Comment