counting ghosts

I knew winter once

everything bloomed in shades of gray

And your cold cold heart

would keep me warm through long nights

of gloom

So I was warned about you

It made me want you more

This is my bane

plain and simple

Though I’ve complicated everything

This was my way

Now I lay awake

counting ghosts

and seeing your face formed in mist

even now

from so far away

your stare makes me nervous. 

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