When you truly love someone
Little bits of them will always live inside of you
The ghost of the love
will always linger
The ghost will haunt you
Haunt you as you drive by that spot
The ghost will throw things off your walls
As someone says their name
The ghost haunts the shirt I wore when I saw you
I swore it even appeared as a
Shadow figure
Whenever your songs played
I've cleansed the house
There's salt in all four corners of my mind
But somehow
The ghost
The spirit
still resides in me
YOU ARE READING
Brain Vomit
Poetrysilly little poems about my silly little thoughts. A lot of these are more ranty sounding than poem-y. I'm awful at descriptions and titles, I feel like to an extent I title my poems like Midwest emo songs I'm so sorry lmfao my target audience is p...
