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Your Ghost

 



I see you, in this moment.


You're hurting, but even while in the rain, your pain isn't getting washed away.

You have your back to me but I want you to look at me.

I hold your hand, you stiffen.


I turn you around.

You're afraid because I'm making you feel.

And you don't want to.

I lock eyes with you and smile.

I raise my hand to your cheek and I can't tell if the wetness is still the rain or now your tears.

I dance in the rain and you watch me.

I see a faint smile dusting the corner of your lips.

I don't want your ghost, I just want you.


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