Ghosts of the past,present and future

Sometimes my head aches,
with all this heartbreak
The evidence that someone was here
Lingers.
The lipstick smudges
The flashes Of long nails,
painted colors.
The scratches on my back
The natural high
Of being the reason for their smile
The memory of lips whispering
Into  ears
Soaking up every word
Forever hungry for more.

You put your feet up,
On an empty coffee table
And stare blankly forward
Thinkin of how love changes everything,
makes u decent
In the ways you've never been.

Music plays
As u teach yourself,
to live and to love another day.
Everything will be okay
Young Gun.