fightoffyourdemons / back to front
front to back
tired eyes are frustrated
tired eyes are hopeful
gazing blankly in opposite directions
back to back
we sit
teeth chattering in the cold
teeth chattering to speak
back to back
sharing a dream
sharing a warmth
keeping conversations
likewise keeping promises
are you a ghost?
a phantom, a shadowed figure that will soon leave sight?
i distrust the idea
for ghosts are cold and wail with no ears to hear you back
phantoms will hide away when the summer draws near
front to front
in due time we'll come into the sunlight
being able to prove we exist
with smiles etched into our structures
standing then side to side through the summer