New poem: Ghosts of the Past

Ghosts of the past

Haunt me

I can’t sleep

You were here

Once

Now we’re worlds apart

Your choice

Not mine

Never mine.

Ghost of the past

Like a mystic dream

Sorrowful, mournful, bittersweet

I think about that place

Where we used to be…

And all I can see…

Is your eyes.

And, I wanted to say sorry

But why should I be?

Sorry we’re not

Even friends

I guess.

And I wanted to say “Miss You”

But do I really?

Were you ever who

I thought you were…?

You said you had tried

Tried to be the man I deserved…

But that wasn’t you…

Took me a while to realize….

What you said…

Almost all of it

Was true.

Still love, but not

In love with you.

Still miss you,

But don’t miss

The pain.

Still, haunted

By you and

Our memories

Faded…

Just like ghosts

From the past.

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