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I used to treasure you Now I hate you Everything about you All that you are Everything that you were,
But look at me now Now I miss myself I hate the now me,
The me that you gutted The me that you killed The me that I used to love,
I thought you were out of my life, But you just took me out of mine.
While chasing your ghost I became one myself A shell of the person I once was My once bright blue eyes turned gray My blonde hair that once shined so bright now as dim as the flashlight I searched for you with
I chased down the you that I knew But the you that I knew was simply as ghostly as I now was
I’ve been the inspiration for many horror stories after we were through. Spent hours in the mirror trying to figure out why I couldn’t see the person I knew. Wondered how I could be in crowds of love and only felt seen by few. And then it dawned on me, after streams of dreams, I was buried alongside you.
While chasing your ghost, I became one myself, A shadow lost on a forgotten shelf. Your whispers lingered in the midnight air, Leading me deeper, though you weren’t there.
I followed your footsteps, faint and cold, Through paths where memories silently unfold. The echoes called, a haunting refrain, Each step closer, yet bound by pain.
The mirror showed a hollowed face, Eyes like wells, empty of grace. My voice grew faint, a whisper at most, While chasing your ghost, I became my own ghost.
Through the veil of dusk, I still pursued, Hoping to touch the pieces of you. But the closer I came, the more I knew— I wasn’t chasing you; I was losing “me” too.
Now I drift in the spaces you once filled, A soul untethered, quiet and stilled. For in chasing your ghost, I lost my place, A specter forever, in time’s embrace.
While chasing your ghost I became one myself For years, it felt true Once vibrant eyes that sparkled A bright effervescent ocean blue This present girl the same, Only now a deeper hue
Cheeks flushed, warm rosy pink Awkward questions and subtle winks Patiently I waited, but it was never official I said I’d wait a lifetime for you Were you really all that special?
Long drives that end at sunrise Will always make me think of you How foolish I was to think, that I could be your muse A fleeting dream you couldn’t lose Twice my fingers brushed my nose A secret sign for us to hold
Remember that time? You held me so close My hand in yours, we flew Who knew two people could run so fast, Spilling laughter as we passed through Feet pounding beneath us Hearts racing in our chest A moment so pure I’ll never forget For once, it wasn’t me choosing you
Southbound drives beneath moonlit skies Stale yellows and long goodbyes A tap on the roof, you said, for luck Had me fooled, when you picked me up
Nights I thought would last forever I would always run to you Up you would lift me Round in circles we’d spin Light as a feather—I loved you But then my heart crashed Like the drop of a pin
And now I chase your ghost, Still running, but now on my own The laughter has faded, Our memories jaded As I watch you walk beside someone new
Beyond recognition
Friends petition for his return to form But they can’t see that the man they once knew is no more
He phased away Yet his physical remained the same You can call him out but he won’t answer to his name
Initially He gradually wilted and lost his luster
Was once radiant with life Now his branches lack their color
It was obviously Ominous That he was merging to the other side
Where death waits This hellscape see he was ready to die
A sweet relief He breathed deep and exhaled the hope was left
In pursuit of another he lost his self respect.
Now his only hope is chasing ghost I fear he’s gone astray To a place where self dies from trying to hold on to today.
Move on to the other side.
Enquanto eu procurava pelo seu fantasma, eu mesma me tornei um Passei anos vagando pela minha cidade, pela sua, por outras que você nunca foi Gastei tempo tentando rezar e negar a existência do deus que te regia Chorei pelo que restou de você e chorei quando senti que não restava nada E assim a versão de quem eu era antes de você foi morrendo, e morrendo
Eu senti o luto da sua morte por anos que pareceram infinitos Quem vai lamentar pela perda de quem eu era antes de te perder? Jovial, confiante no mundo, confiante nas pessoas e na bondade geral Quando tudo isso se perde, nasce o fantasma da minha adolescência
Sou assombrada pelo pensamento ingênuo que eu tinha antes de tudo É como se fosse uma lente especial que se impusesse sobre meus olhos Consigo de relance enxergar a beleza e a pureza que eu enxergava tão bem Então o vidro se quebra e fere meus olhos, espalhando sangue mais uma vez