To My Once Love.

January 30, 2018

Dear Ghost,

You still catch my eye, even now.

I despise the idea of looking at you.

Why did it have to happen that way?

Who took your chance to love?

The chasm that did it was not my fault.

Please get out of my head.

I have no need for your darkness anymore.

It is not my place to notice.

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