Ghost

I slept with a boy a week ago
And he did not show up the next day
Not writing a text
Or hearing his voice
And that is fine
From the night I knew it was exactly how it should have been

I slept with you three weeks ago
And you still stand on the background
You do not make a move
A silent ghost
And in my perception you are exactly like that boy
You fit in the category

And i find myself on a maze
Wondering what happened to predictable scenarios
Realities
Random occurences in life

You do not make a move
A silent ghost
And I wonder why are you still there
In this immense city
With wild lights

Where am I
What is going on

And you do not make a move
A silent ghost.