i am the face in the crowd that sees you smile at glossy storefront reflections.
have you always been this in love? or is it a recent trend?
we would walk by the lily pads to watch the frogs jump,
i always wanted to believe they were princes in disguise, you said
don't be daft, they're just frogs.
i knew you were right, but did you have to spoil the magic?
because it's gone now, all of it, and there's no joy in the lilies.
we seem to have traded places, quite freaky friday esque.
i dream now of the day when i won't feel you anymore.
tomorrow? tomorrow, i can face you then.
tonight, i lurk sinking amongst the shadows, whispering
your name, not dissimilar to a ghost haunting memories past, or futures to come.
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