Spectre

Sigh.

Your words,
Like a spectral dagger
penetrates my soul,
inside and out.
But you vanished,
What the hell are all this about?


My dear,
Your absence desolates me the most,
but
Your rare presence kept me engrossed.


It was a let down
when you said
that we can't be more than just friends.
Shattered, crushed and dispersed
my hope was.

Your metaphysical form
lingers on my mind
ruthlessly haunts me at night time.

When I'm wide awake
I try my best,
to suppress,
and to shrug you off
from reality.