Few times during the day, out of nowhere
I hear again your voice say:
"people change their minds...
Understand!"
Your voice so unfamiliar, I resent.
And every time my heart shrinks,
Colapsing inside itself,
I think I need help.
That voice sounded possessed.
Like such of a scared kid going through distress.
What hurt the most was that I was talking to a ghost.
The " you" that I knew and loved so much was gone, with not a trace to match.
I was abruptly pushed, not ready to detach.
©phantom
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