My love for you was anachronistic,
A story you never knew to read.
I waited like a letter never sent,
While you moved on, without a second glance.

You lived in today,
I was stuck in a time that never was,
Loving you with words you’d never hear,
A love that felt lost before it began.

Now, I’m the echo of a past you erased,
A ghost you’ll never call back.