Problem

 I'm dancing round and round

with the ghost of who we once were

I wonder how we could be so close

in moments

and strangers in the next

was it something I did

some thoughtless thing that i said

or were you never really here

just an illusion

something i dreamt up

a deep yearning for

something real in a world of lies

was it all in my head

or did you leave because I’m too intense

there seems to be a pattern

of people leaving me

It makes me think that

 I must be the problem

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful situation and nice poem.