The Only Ghost

Everything

has become 

smoke and mirrors

even the very limits

of my soul

 i have been

thinking of you

as a revenant,

but i'm the one

haunting the places

we shared.

i'm the only ghost here.

For the longest time, i've thought of you as a ghost and in a way, the women i fell in love with is a ghost; or a mirage depending on your point of view. Something that haunts all these places we shared.

But the truth is, you haven't been haunting anything. i'm the one who still sleeps in this bed, walks these roads, listens to the music we loved. i'm the one writing about you, remembering you when the light escapes the sky. i'm the one holding on to what we were like i haven't learned to be alone. i haven't even crossed your mind. i'm the only ghost here.