In Loving Memory | 9.5.18
Here lies:
The ghost of you
intertwined with
the ghost of me.
Memories long gone
and forgotten,
held together
with the scratch
of a pencil
and the tender
touch of my bleeding
fingertips.
—-
I really want to publish a book one day.. what's on your bucket list?
YOU ARE READING
I Stayed Behind
PoetryYou said you kept on running, had a goal in mind, Asked me to 'come with' but I stayed behind.
