today on the bus ride home, I saw a ghost from my past
in a way, I believed I would never see him again
maybe that's why my stomach leapt out my throat
why I can't keep my mind from racing
he was as good as out of my life
six years later and I still feel sick thinking about it
I have come a long way since then
I don't need to be haunted
these emotions will have no hold on me if I don't let them manifest
so I am going to let this one go
at least I looked good
(damn good)
