it wasn’t me

i mean to be simple, but my heart gets in the way. or is it my head? always giving out directions to places it’s never been. last night the moon told me about seven mountains i must climb and an ocean i have to cross. i pretended i couldn’t hear. i acted like i didn’t know. and when you called, it wasn’t me breathing into the receiver, i didn’t say those words. there’s a ghost in my house.

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