Seen

For some reason
Your love reminds
me of the seasons
I’d attracted ghosts,
Doing a number on my mind
Falling for their hearts
That left me hurt
Leaving me in the dark
And like Casper
Going mum, going unseen.
What was my sin ?

But your love
makes me feel seen
And maybe just maybe
This, may be
the one that remains
And perhaps the ghosts
were a necessary evil
to pave way to the light,
the right kind of host
to this heart
healed of hurts.