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i think i saw a ghost in this old apartment
i think i saw a memory of you
i broke all my mirrors
thinking about the things that you do
i think i feel your arms around me
i think i love how small you make me feel
i think i burned a bridge when i fell into your icy eyes
i think i'm thinking too hard about you
i felt your breath on my neck last night
it made me want your cherry lips back on mine
i felt a ghost in the hallway
it makes me think of this shipwreck love
i'm sick to death of loving you
i think you're sick, sick of me too
you made me feel like i was invincible
you made me feel like i had nothing left
you lied to me when you said you loved me
why can't i let this go
and all these years i've wasted
shedding tears for nothing at all
who are you to say to me honey
you can fight through it all
you're the ghost in my dreams
you're the figure in my bed
you're the monster that haunts my mind
when i'm wide awake
you're the angel i fell in love with
you're the demon i've grown to despise
you're forever a ghost of who we used to be
back in the summer of like
do you remember saying 'i love you' and meaning it
good because neither can i
I wrote this at 1 AM. I'm still suffering from post-Hayden-getting-kicked-off-ness. Plus, I'm still not over Mat. I never will be. And I wasn't even slightly attracted to Jay but I got so mad when he got kicked off, he was such a good cook! Hi, my name is Claire, and I ramble about Australian cooking shows.
i think i saw a memory of you
i broke all my mirrors
thinking about the things that you do
i think i feel your arms around me
i think i love how small you make me feel
i think i burned a bridge when i fell into your icy eyes
i think i'm thinking too hard about you
i felt your breath on my neck last night
it made me want your cherry lips back on mine
i felt a ghost in the hallway
it makes me think of this shipwreck love
i'm sick to death of loving you
i think you're sick, sick of me too
you made me feel like i was invincible
you made me feel like i had nothing left
you lied to me when you said you loved me
why can't i let this go
and all these years i've wasted
shedding tears for nothing at all
who are you to say to me honey
you can fight through it all
you're the ghost in my dreams
you're the figure in my bed
you're the monster that haunts my mind
when i'm wide awake
you're the angel i fell in love with
you're the demon i've grown to despise
you're forever a ghost of who we used to be
back in the summer of like
do you remember saying 'i love you' and meaning it
good because neither can i
I wrote this at 1 AM. I'm still suffering from post-Hayden-getting-kicked-off-ness. Plus, I'm still not over Mat. I never will be. And I wasn't even slightly attracted to Jay but I got so mad when he got kicked off, he was such a good cook! Hi, my name is Claire, and I ramble about Australian cooking shows.
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