The Replacement

By: Starlight

His lips came crashing down onto mine
I closed the heavy lids of my eyes
and conjured up your ghost
to replace his visage.

I imagined your curly hair wrapped around my fingers
and the frame of your glasses pressed up against my cheek.

But deep inside, I knew it wasn't right;
they're not your lips against mine,
and they wouldn't be even if I tried.