Ghost Parade

Owner: Lauren Williams


You don't know what love is. You only know the not-knowing, the always asking yourself why, the always wondering what it was that drove them away, led them astray. Is it you, is it me? We could've been endgame, baby, but you put me on read and left me for dead.
I watch them walk by, this procession of almost-lovers and still-could-bes, because I still would. It's a ghost parade, and I'm the dead girl walking, no, running behind.

Poems In This Collection

    • Land and Sea

      Poetmariah gerard

      • monochromatic love

        PoetLauren Williams

        • ghost of the greatest show

          PoetLauren Williams

          • i almost do

            PoetLauren Williams