How strange to see ones circle back
and others away, never to be seen.
I was too free with my heart,
lending it to anyone who set it alight.
Now they are gone,
taking my memories with them.
People are wrong to think only a lover can break your heart.
Is that all it was to you?
To not even be part of your occasional,
let alone your everyday.
You are a ghost now,
gone to the person who couldn’t share.
We shared our darkest and loved still,
but it wasn’t enough to keep you.
We let go for a second
and now you’re lost in the fog.
I doubt we’ll ever meet again.