Ghost

I never knew what to call youA lover, or a friendMost nights it felt as ifI was just playing pretendWe were two strangersIntertwined in the darkYou were always just an echoA shadow walking around in a haunted cityYou left meA ghost, moving away from the...

Honeymoon

Is this how it ends? Another love wasted-Put away in the closest, tidy and quietlyTo never live in my heart againTo only exist in these wordsWithin Lines of poetry, to recite and reflect?Each verse an echoing remnantOf what you meant to me Goodbye, my loveWe’ve...