dancing with ghosts
to be haunted by heartbreak
your mind does it’s best to counter
emotions with reasons
to map it out logically
to put times and dates together
blending correlation and causation
doing anything it can to make it make sense
your heart doesn’t care how reasonable
or how unchangeable the break may be
your heart will fight to find that missing piece
whether you want to or not
Haunting you
I wish it didn't haunt me
but maybe that's what it means
to have your heart broken
To carry the broken pieces
to the next part of your life
and dance around the ghost
of the person you were before.
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Evelyn Harris
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