The Friendly GhostYou said my name like it meant something,like it carried weight in your chest—but now I hear it echo back at me, hollow,like a room I should’ve never trusted.I replay the moments,searching for the fracture—was it in your smile,or in the way you never stayed long enoughfor truth to settle?I gave you the …
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The Friendly Ghost
You said my name like it meant something, like it carried weight in your chest— but now I hear it echo back at me, hollow, like a room I should’ve never trusted. I replay the moments, searching for the fracture— was it in your smile, or in the way you never stayed long enough for …