Letting go of ghosts
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A huge part of my heart wants to be married to fantasies and ghosts, to bury myself in past hopes.
I don’t trust that reality could ever write me a lover as perfect as I could, so I hold on to brief moments of sunsets and poetry, dreaming that if I keep tending to those fires, maybe one day you’ll exist as I wrote you.
But the welcoming fire I think I’m tending in this hearth is actually cold ash that keeps my heart from being able to breathe.Part of me knows this, and chooses my heart’s death over the disappointment of loss.
Come on, heart, help me clear out enough space to embrace what’s real.