that I write my 'G's the way you used to?
Of course you would not because
it's a curve-and-stick way of chasing your ghost.
Did you know
that I was suffocating beneath the weight of my smile
when they told me of how they said it was okay
for you to go now?
You are gone and one day
I'll go too.
G
~*~*~*~
Whelp. That was a bit creepy.
Moving on! Because. . . that's all that's all there is, right?
That was a really sad poem.
ReplyDeleteIt was pretty, though. You've got a hand at this.