Poetry

Haunted

“I wonder if you miss me
the way I miss you.”

On nights like this one, I look up at the moon and wonder if you feel the same sense of melancholic nostalgia. I wonder if you miss me the way I miss you. I wonder how often moments like these bring you thoughts of me. On this night, does my memory haunt you the way you haunt me?

Where frights and laughs are everywhere, on this night, my spirit is only with you.

© Sarah Doughty
2017

My spirit is always with you.

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