Your Ghost

Daily Prompt: Ghost

 

You come into my dreams

steal my heart every time.

I wake up, wondering where you went

where the pile of gifts I wanted to give you have gone.

 

Quietly my soul cries,

“Why wasn’t it real?

Why does fate constantly toy with me?”

 

I lay in silence

embracing the warmth left from your ghost

before I grow cold again.

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