Ghost

Sometimes a person steps into your life- he tells you he loves you and shows you he loves you. Then finally, when you manage to fight your fear of hope, climb over that wall of trust, and eventually find the courage to love him too... he leaves. He disappears. He says you're too good. He says this won't work. He says things won't be better if you stay together. He walks away, but he's still here in your world. You didn't walk away, but you're no longer there in his world. You're not mad or angry; you're confused. There are days when you're okay. There are days when you can't get out of the bed or car without a pair of swollen teary eyes and a heart so heavy you have to drag your feet. You struggle to move on so bad, you're exhausted. You start to question yourself how long is this battle going to take. You thought being messed up, you're never the same person again but you're wrong. You're exactly the same old person who clings to every promise, every dream, every word, and that is actually the challenge.

You believed he's the ghost when in fact, you are. You are the ghost. Floating through reality. Swirling around a silent phone and letters that have stopped writing on its own.

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