wander.ing in a reflection

this is me not coming to you
even as i thought what appeared
to be you calling out into the night
for me to come
i didn’t hear, after listening for so
long. i heard ghosts where
no one was
i walked with my hands outstretched
as if they could protect me
from what wasn’t there

you find me cruel
as if i am taunting you
was i wondering about
or wander.ing

i wrap your words around me
willing this cold from my bones
as they are
as i am
and i wait
for the crash
the loud reverberations
the.echo

i find you not cruel
i find you not at all
you’ve become the
ghost that i feel but do not
see
do not

feel

how did we wander off
and end up here