if there is one thing i am good at,
it is disappearing.
there and then gone,
you can never tell the difference.
as silent as the night,
i am a ghost.
yet i am always there—
fleetingly, some see me.
for if you watch closely,
you can witness my
disappearing act.
YOU ARE READING
• first dance •
Poetrythis is a story from a segment of my life where i found love -or what I thought was- then lost it, as quickly as it came this is my experience these are my regrets he was my mistake this was my heartbreak 🥀 hey guys! welcome to my first boo...
