Ghostrider
Dear Ghost, I believe in learning a lesson from everyone I meet. So I leaned in. I have been wrapped up in the memory of you but your ghost has scorched me through. You invited me into your bubble and then burst it with your silence. You shared your mess with me and then left me alone with mine. We met at a pivotal point in our lives. You came from order and welcome chaos. I came from chaos and seek order now. I thought much of you, and then I thought much about you. I wish you had spoken your mind so that you could die to me rather than remain a ghost. I am standing with the long end of the cord of connection in my hand, the cord you cut short on your end and the one I need to let go of, for it is clear it won't become a knot. Now all I am left with is: God knew you before you got lost.