
Evie Wilder
Ghost
I wasn't her.
To you, that made me perfect. At least, I was enough
I would do.
A place-holder to not be alone.
A transition to get you through
I was wild.
A new, forbidden fruit.
Something you had yet to try
I took you.
With ease, with pleasure, without question.
With conviction
You kept me
Close enough to call, far enough to leave
Perched on top, barely room to breathe
You hid me.
I disintegrated in her shadow.
Suddenly, a light that nobody wanted to see
You promised.
You said you wouldn't let the tears fall
And swore it wouldn't end like this
You transformed.
This king that they all know, I saw his ghost.
And mine still keeps the bed warm.