Deja vu

Everything started and stopped with you—

2000 miles can’t change a thing.

The past seemed so far away;

With every day of sun,

Every new experience,

I forgot one more piece of you.

And yet I can’t deny

That there’s a part of my heart,

Call it a chink or a chunk,

That will never grow back.

It came back again the other day,

Just a simple friendly gesture made

My breath hitch—

My heart stop—

My shoulders freeze.

But then I continued on.

Because here there are no fields;

Here there are no memories,

Just opportunities.


Here, I’m safe from you.

(But not safe from your ghost)

Published by Amanda Brown

INFP who names inanimate objects, loves to laugh, and is a proud old soul. You can often find her planning out her next crazy project, hugging books, or telling stories about her day that *may* be a little exaggerated.

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