Before We Were Ghosts
It was nice, wasn’t it?
Before
I became just another name
You got to hold on your tongue
Before
I became the one
You blamed, for it all.
It was nice, huh?
Before
I opened the door
For your needy hands
And greedy mouth
Before
You shut it on my face;
Like I could do nothing more.
For you
I needed more than most...
Before
It was sunshine and sleepy wants...
Before
I was a house
You promised you wouldn’t haunt;
My personal ghost.
Before…
I wish I didn’t know you before
I knew
Me…
And before I knew,
That ghost’s don’t leave.
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