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1 min readMay 14, 2025

Someone brought up your name yesterday

Somewhere out of the blue

A sadness, an apparition

A conjuring? Of the ghost of you

Somehow it took all the air from the room

Took all the breath from my lungs

I could feel your warmth wrap around me

I could taste you on my tongue

That rip in reality quickly closed

I could breathe again

You didn’t linger — you were gone

And I am still ok within

Somehow I knew I would see you soon

These last couple days or so

I wasn’t surprised to see you drive by

I waved and I let you go

You looked like my farm boy, you didn’t see me

Was your pleasant mask firmly in place?

For just a brief moment we were side by side

Then gone — only empty space

Something in the orange tells me dear

That you still think about me all the time

I didn’t text, but I wrote you this poem

I’ll still be here

If ever you change your mind

Misty Moon
Misty Moon

Written by Misty Moon

Writer, survivor, fledgling activist. Misty is the narrator inside my head. Buy me a coffee at https://www.buymeacoffee.com/mistymoon

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