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The Ghost of Another Year
A Poem
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye —
that seems to be my refrain
again and again and again
as if my heart could take
any more damage
i left him behind
like a ghost or a whisper
or a trail of gossip —
but he followed me anyway
into another glimpse of time
it’s been a lifetime —
or so it feels —
since i’ve been without him,
and you would’ve thought
i would have learned my lesson
but there he sits
in a corner of my memory
as if he belongs there,
as if he owns the space,
because i’ve allowed him free reign
goodbye was never enough
for a love like him,
a kiss like his,
even though he left me
bruised and blue
i tried to drop him off
on the doorstep
of some past life,
but he always came back
like a bad habit