It was never you, was it?
Your footsteps in the attic
Your voice, humming songs to thin air
That was another man’s ghost
with cold eyes and bloodstained lips
and bad intentions to his core
I just can’t care who he is,
the cruel stranger haunting me
Does this mean you’re gone forever?
I bought a black dress last night
It’s sat on my closet floor,
still wrapped up in its packaging
I’ll have to wear it someday
Place a candle by your grave
and leave my love on your tombstone
The day I silence my heart
and force myself to do that,
the loss of you becomes final
I’d rather pretend you’re here,
warm skin and air in your lungs
More than only a memory
So this poem is for you
But then, they’re all for you now
Gone, but forever in my mind
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