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Mourning for emotional ghosts.

by Jesska

You hid yourself from me Details were unknown... Except the obvious details everyone knows your job where you live what you listen to I was supposed to be the one you wanted to share with. You tricked me into believing that you wanted me involved in your life. I hear others talk about you and I feel like I NEVER knew you. The person I knew was gentle he was patient understanding sensitive and genuinely cared, shy and reserved and the right amount of fun I hear the things you have to say They don't sound like you at all. So I fight. Angry words you will never hear from me Just from those who listened It fits. You were too busy to talk face to face I can no longer be in love with someone who isn't real You showed me something other than yourself A ghost is who I fell in love with. I can no longer tend to a broken heart caused by fake realities I can no longer cry for those who never existed I can cry for the pain of trickery, for being so blind but not for a ghost. Not anymore.
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Jun 12, 2014
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(written 2012) I wrote this after a breakup like most sappy poets do. At the time I was in a battle between what my heart felt and what my mind thought. Everything was roses and sunshine until the breakup ( like most) This was my way of dealing with all of the confused pain.

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