The day she dressed up for the prom
The haunting was in full effect —
Her mom said she looked beautiful.
Her family did not suspect
The presence of the ghost their daughter
Now took with her everywhere:
As he was chained, and tightly, to her heart.
She danced a long time with her date,
He didn’t see her distant eyes —
He said her really liked her dress.
It would have come as some surprise
If he had seen the ghost his girlfriend
Now took with her everywhere:
A ghost that was chained tightly to her heart.
A kiss out on her parent’s porch,
A passion sent but not received —
He didn’t feel her reticence.
For by her words he was deceived –
She couldn’t, didn’t want to, shake
The ghost that she took everywhere,
For in her mind, they’d never be apart —
The phantom boy she truly loved,
The ghost that she took everywhere,
For he was chained, and tighly, to her heart.
Hauntingly beautiful
hmmmmm
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Oh just as often happens your poetry has caused some introspective thought on my part.
You have a bad/good way of exposing the truth we would hide from ourselves if allowed to-i have ghost.