love poems.

seventeen.

i hope you know that
i tried moving on
to someone else.
but when they asked me
about myself
i kept wanting to tell them
about all the things
you found interesting about me.
it's as if
even though you're not here,
you're a ghost
in my own life.
i had a panic attack that night
screaming and kicking
hoping that you would finally
stop haunting my life.
now whenever i try and
move on,
it's like i see you standing
behind me,
whispering in my ear that
you're still here.