Can A Ghost Love Again #Poetry

I found you,
my other half,
my future to last,
but you didn’t see me and gave me a cold shoulder,
like I was never there but a mirror,

standing on the other side,
reaching out to hold you tight,
heart barely beating,
dying slowly,

just a flickering light,
wandering in the dark,
asking a question to myself,

“can a ghost love again?”