Ghost
I'd never known what it meant to be one
Until I saw
You
Wearing your dead boyfriend's shirt.
I thought nothing of you then
But love has a funny way of bringing people together
And that is how, two months later
I thought to myself, "I will marry her someday"
Fast foward two months later
I forgot everything I thought of you then, maybe the most important, the Ghost part.
and your skin
So pale,
and your attitude
Hot and cold,
and I think
Who am I in love with?
How do you have so many personnalities?
Do I love the pre-dead boyfriend version you get to be on Good Days?
Do I love the broken up version that sleeps in his unwashed sheets?
And then.
I see you lying on his grave, murmuring things like you did to me
And I
B
R
E
A
K
You were never in love with me?
You were always in love with him?
I was never my own person?
I stood in place of the person you wanted alive
Buried 6 feet under.
And I remembered.
You are a ghost.
You died with him.
You died four months ago.
Funny how a ghost can look so human.
How can a ghost Break a Human Heart so Thoroughly?