ghosts

in my lowest low.
crying.
breathing heavily.
when i see him walking, holding hands with another, what will i say?
i'd say..
when you hold hands with her, make sure i don't see you.
when you hold hands with her, make sure you don't see me.
when you hold hands with her, make sure we have no words left unsaid.
when you hold hands with her, make sure we don't get caught up with each other's presence.
when you hold hands with her, make sure we don't rationalize our stupid "hi's" or "hellos".
when you hold hands with her, make sure i don't cry at night.
when you hold hands with her, make sure you are not left with questions..
"how is she feeling?"
"how is she taking all this?"
when you hold hands with her, make sure things are better left forgotten.
but you see, they are not.
there is no point in digging up questions.
but there is no point in running away from things either.