Tuesday, October 18, 2011

the heartbroken ghost crawls into the bed they once shared and curls up inside the contour of where his body slept. if she holds just still, she can almost feel his warm breath on the back of her neck. his scent still lingers on the pillow and she buries her face deep into the memory of him.

if you want to kill the ghost, ignore her.

No comments:

Post a Comment