I think I saw a ghost today.
I’ve moved away,
but there you were,
standing on the corner,
waiting to cross the street.
I thought you were dead —
but unfortunately,
you’re healthy and well.
I thought you’d fall apart
after I left.
In the end,
I think you were just afraid
of my intensity.
You said you’d love me forever,
and the next day
you didn’t love me at all.
A one-night love.
Just know —
every night,
I stand on my balcony
As Juliet
and whisper things
to the moonlit night,
to the city wind,
so it can carry those caresses
back to you.
I’ll be the ghost
haunting you.
Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 6:07 AM UTC
I think I saw a ghost today.
I’ve moved away,
but there you were,
standing on the corner,
waiting to cross the street.
I thought you were dead —
but unfortunately,
you’re healthy and well.
I thought you’d fall apart
after I left.
In the end,
I think you were just afraid
of my intensity.
You said you’d love me forever,
and the next day
you didn’t love me at all.
A one-night love.
Just know —
every night,
I stand on my balcony
As Juliet
and whisper things
to the moonlit night,
to the city wind,
so it can carry those caresses
back to you.
I’ll be the ghost
haunting you.
