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Ghost in My Bed: A Poem About Loving Someone Who Hurt You
There are loves that leave. And there are loves that stay—even after they’re gone. This
August 24, 2025
There are loves that leave. And there are loves that stay—even after they’re gone. This
The world moves fast, but night… night slows us down. When everything is quiet, and
Introduction: Death often doesn’t make a sound. Sometimes it slips in quietly—between heartbeats, between words
Life rarely gives us a warning. One second we’re laughing in the car, humming to
Loneliness doesn’t always look like solitude. Sometimes, it walks into a crowded room and still
Depression doesn’t always look like tears. Sometimes, it looks like forced smiles, good hair days,
He’s not real. But oh, how he ruins real men for us. The fictional boyfriend—crafted
There’s a moment, days or weeks after the heartbreak, when you hear their name in
There are loves that shape your soul long before you meet them in real life—and
