The Ghosts of Girlfriends past.
It was not Midnight on Christmas Eve...
But it was as strange as Dickens classic...
And just as hard to Believe.
For in the space of one week...
I was visited by several Ghosts.
That reminded me of several heartaches...
Some that hurt more than most.
I was taken back many years...
To relive innocent feelings and Dreams.
But with that came the reality...
That nothing is ever what it seems.
I remembered the hope that turned to fear.
The panic as I fell.
As my fantasy disappeared.
Heaven forever turned to Hell.
Like a fool again I would Believe...
I would let them take me so high.
I would lose myself in them...
So I would never see Goodbye.
Why am I being punished, where is my lesson here?
I wondered as I sat alone.
Why did fate put these souls in my path?
When I felt happy on my own?
Was I really that happy?
Am I really that happy now?
So many questions unanswered...
Do the answers matter anyhow?
What were the reasons to the endings?
Why did the relationships fail to last?
I realise what’s meant to be will always be...
And in time all things must pass.
But there was meaning to my hauntings.
It is I who was forever in contrast.
There were many lessons to be learned from...
The Ghosts of Girlfriends past.
About the Creator
Steven Baldry
I have been writing Poetry since I was a teenager. Now in my late thirties I enjoy it more than ever. I find it a wonderful release and it helps me to free my mind and understand myself and my emotions.
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