Looking Back
The window to the past—
how long I waited to see you
on the other side, smiling at me
like you wanted to be invited in.
How long I envisioned you
dancing back into my life.
The window to the past—
shrouded by dark blue shadows.
All I see now is my reflection
looking back at me with solemn eyes.
The eyes that cried for memories
turned to ghosts—
how long they haunted the hollow spaces
of the heart you so easily abandoned.
Lisa Lerma Weber has been published in Awkward Mermaid, Barren Press, Bone & Ink Press, Memoir Mixtapes, Mojave Heart Review, Royal Rose, and others. Follow her on Twitter @LisaLermaWeber
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