Wedding Of GhostsA Poem by mae23Unnerving quiet fills the banquet hall. She stands in a white dress Custom made to fit her curvy figure. The chairs are empty The glasses still full of champagne. Her tears have dried Now hardened on her face As scars. He is missing. Not missing, gone. Not gone, dead. He is dead And gone And missing from her. The flowers are bright yellow Complementing the blue table cloths and curtains. The places are set With only ghosts sitting at them. Her ghosts. His ghost. A breeze sweeps through the open windows Ruffling the train of her dress. Her hair has fallen Now loose around her shoulders. Her hands are no longer shaking She is paralyzed. It was an hour before what was supposed to be the happiest moment of their lives. An hour before their dreams would come true. An hour before what could have been. A man came to the dressing room Looking for the girl in white. He could barely look her in the eyes. He was about to ruin everything And he knew it. He had to deliver the news The devastating Shocking Unbelievable news That he was dead. Her somebody Her everybody Her everything Was dead. She has been here since the man came to find her. She has been here since her world was shattered. She does not know how to leave Or move. She still doesn’t believe it She thinks it is a cruel joke. And it is. Just not the one she wants it to be. He is dead And gone And missing from her. She is paralyzed. Her somebody Her everybody Her everything Is dead And gone And missing from her. © 2017 mae23Reviews
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Added on July 14, 2017Last Updated on July 14, 2017 Authormae23NYAbout"My memories are the only places I'll ever see any of it again, and I wonder if this is what writers are supposed to do, rebuild places it in there minds - places long gone, places that disappear, and.. more..Writing
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