Ghost Stories

If we had met

 I would have loved you

 We could have made our own story

 But you disappeared

 Like a shadow into the dark

 Knowing now what you went through

 Deepens the pain that you’re gone

 There’s nothing left

 But to talk to your ghosts at night

 I wish I had known you

 It haunts me just the same

 I will remember

 I will say your names

 We need to tend to our gardens

 Rooting out what is rotten

 Sowing the seeds

 Of what we ought to be

 What if we re-imagine

 A system that isn’t broken?

 Reflect on our ourselves

 See love in everyone

 I wish I had known you

 It haunts me just the same

 I will remember

 I will say your names