you were my favorite moment

a fleeting moment


with you

I grew


with you I loved

a good love

You inspired me

Your words cut through my chest and into my heart

where they stayed


Where they are

My muse

the heart behind my words

My name slips between the lines that you speak

do you look at her

and see me?

do you take her where we used to be?

our own little world intertwined with

moments

desire to go back



I reach out for you

but all my fingertips touch is a

ghost

of what we could have been

and the words we never said.