We never talk anymore yet there’s so much to say. We chose to be ghost which follow each other only in darkness because we are afraid that the light might expose us.
I loved you once
under fake stars
and an alcohol haze,
our bodies not understanding
the desire between us.
We talked like the night
would last forever,
knowing it never would.
I fell in love with you twice
across phone wires
and postage stamps,
your laughter ringing
in my head.
We talked like we’d never
see each other again,
hoping that wasn’t true.
I fell in love with you three times
among blue waves
and warm days,
my heart leading me
to your arms.
We talked like it was
the beginning,
dreaming that it would never end.
I love you still,
beyond years
and miles between.
Our ghosts follow
us around,
and we pretend
not to notice how
we never talk anymore.
~Patience
Finding myself 