My mind ,body and soul turn fragile
paper soft beneath the weight of her memory
with the faintest pull
she drags me back into the warmth
I tried to bury
She walked through my dream tonight
clear as moonlight on water
was it a message
or my heart plotting against me again?
She arrives when I'm steady
and when I'm breaking
her presence is a beautiful curse
a sweet ache
that refuses to loosen its grip
I forget her in the daylight
yet night resurrects her
with cruel precision
I turn corners searching for her shadow
for an echo of a voice
I barely remember
why?
I also ponder
why does my heart reach so violently
for someone who was never mine
Is this yearning
or the ghost of love refusing to die
A rope swings from a lonely tree
with my eyes shut
i imagine surrender
the silence
the falling
but as i open my eyes
I find myself beneath the branches
the rope swaying gently like a pendulum
counting the beats i wasted on her
and i realize
the only death i sought
was the ending of a love
that never lived
yet refuses to die
still
why was she so vivid tonight
as if she returning like a ghost
to touch a heart
she never claimed
Jan 5
Jan 5, 2026 at 9:57 AM UTC
My mind ,body and soul turn fragile
paper soft beneath the weight of her memory
with the faintest pull
she drags me back into the warmth
I tried to bury
She walked through my dream tonight
clear as moonlight on water
was it a message
or my heart plotting against me again?
She arrives when I'm steady
and when I'm breaking
her presence is a beautiful curse
a sweet ache
that refuses to loosen its grip
I forget her in the daylight
yet night resurrects her
with cruel precision
I turn corners searching for her shadow
for an echo of a voice
I barely remember
why?
I also ponder
why does my heart reach so violently
for someone who was never mine
Is this yearning
or the ghost of love refusing to die
A rope swings from a lonely tree
with my eyes shut
i imagine surrender
the silence
the falling
but as i open my eyes
I find myself beneath the branches
the rope swaying gently like a pendulum
counting the beats i wasted on her
and i realize
the only death i sought
was the ending of a love
that never lived
yet refuses to die
still
why was she so vivid tonight
as if she returning like a ghost
to touch a heart
she never claimed