Memory Halls

You stay in my memories,

Like a specter, 

haunting halls of broken promises

And possibilities. 

I rip scabs from wounds unhealed

to visit you.

I cower in corners and bleed on

shattered edges of us.

Your eyes glare in the darkness,

 they fix on me.

“You do not belong here. You must leave.”

“And I will. After you.”