Vacant Position

Fighting the memory of a lost love, is fighting yourself over time for a position that will never be vacant.

Pouring your time and emotions onto the open hands of an indecisive soul is basically spilling yourself to the ground, because doll you'll never be caught.

The light of your eyes will never light his path, you need to light your own to see that even though, he fills your heart with roses and your lungs with sunflowers you will never grow your flowers on his garden.

See fighting a ghost is fighting a memory, you can't erase, you can't change.

He says he doesn't love her, he says he can't forget her, but she's still his owner and his soul belongs to a timeline in which you are a break from her return.

Clouds will lift you to the bliss but know he's not with you, you're just a place to rest his thoughts...

You always open up yourself to care for all those who partake on your ease to listen. You shine the ground that moves when you walk with your pain along your sleeve, the ink that drops upon your skin, you wake up in the middle of the night surpass the serene that lands perfectly upon your eyes.

The flush of memories that lead to your absence... that hour where you miss him more than you miss yourself.

You promise yourself to never fall in love where you lose yourself in the hands of someone else's memory... you find yourself living to work and working to get yourself a life that leaves his memory far... get yourself a new lover, who will not fight with his memory and you do you meet someone who is amazingly great but he is damaging beautifully into your memory.

Destiny has a funny way of putting hurt with a new face along your way. In your imagination he's waiting for you, perfectly mirroring the days in which grace surrounded your persistence of balance.

But you open your eyes and you take the hand of this new love and you find yourself fighting the memory of a ghost who's equivalence of what love meant for you is the definition of her name.

And you start to fight for a position but forget you still have a hold on the only eyes you have ever loved.

-JossyFlowers 🌹