Portmanteau

And so my bags are packed,
as that song goes,
I am ready to go.

Then I found you
along the border lines
of alone-ness and contentment.

You said I should unpack
but I brought too many ghosts –
To you, I’m afraid to show.

That’s where I lost you —
in between the unread lines
of confusion and understatement.

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