Ghosts
she had no idea
what lay before her
a field of tombstones and
wooden crosses
oh darling this is just the
graveyard of all the
women before you
the place where i bury
the little pieces of
shattered flutters and
broken hearts
a place where i can
come and reflect
on mistakes
and mess ups
and watch the
ghosts of
relationships past
wander around
and hopefully never
make the same
errors again.
royalocean