His Past Lover (Poem #10)

I have always hated his past
I once said,
“I am haunted by her ghost
could you please let her go?”

I clenched my fist
afraid that he might say no
but instead he said,
“I already did a long time ago”
and I sighed with relief

Little did I know
that “ghost” was the wrong word
for she’s alive as she can be
someone absent
yet remained a threat

I realized that my mistake
was not trusting him too much
but it was forgetting to ask
“who she was
who she is
who she will be”

and then those words
will make him say
“she was
she is
and will always be
a part of me”

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Eva Harmoni

There was one night when the rain poured so hard, and i didn't want it to stop. Weird, because i was afraid and amused by the sound of the rain and thunder. The sound of it made me less alone that night. The next day i woke up to find my collection of journals soaked. I keep it near the window to make sure no one could read it. The writings can still be read but i was devastated by the damage. I wanted it preserved but i don't want it published. Still amused by the rain but afraid of the wrath it could bring to my journals, i created this blog.

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