haunted.

You are in those unplayed songs on my phone that I just can’t seem to delete.

You’re down that long road by the airport where we made a mistake; incomplete.

You’re on those rocks I jumped over that one cloudy day.

You’re in those late night memories. Touches, kisses, time to play.

You lived in all the clothes i eventually sold. 

Made some extra cash for moments untold. 

You’re in those birthmarks I forgot I had.

You are in that bench by the beach where you said goodbye to your dad. 

And if I choose to ever return to any of those things.

You have a moment to haunt me, outside of my dreams.

-a.s