Ghost gray heart

I feel like there's an icecube melting in the back of my throat.

As it melts I get colder and colder

I guess they call that realization

Truth

You never loved me

You never could

I look at our pictures and my reflection looms over your glossy face

And know I see thats how it always was

I want to burn the pictures but I know it won't change a thing

You already know I'm your shadow

I guess I thought it meant something else

Worest of all I miss it

I miss it all

I don't wish for a new change in me

I'm to raw for that

I wish in vain that it all could have meant something to you

But I guess your love has ghosted to indifference

The End

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