Why can’t I let you go?
Why did I let you push me away, six years ago?
I realize now I didn’t know you. Maybe you didn’t know you.
But I think I already loved what I didn’t know.
Now you’re a ghost in my head. Walking in the darkest parts of my mind, coming out only in dreams.
But in those dreams I can never have you, only so close. So close.
You told me you loved your sin. I think I loved you then in that moment.
A small wisp of yourself floated and found its way to me. I can’t get you off.
But I don’t want to. Not really.