it just feels so soon (poem)

We weren't even drunk,
I don't think,
but the night was loud and warm
and I needed to feel something good.

Our lips locked in isolation,
it felt like a mistake:
did you think I was someone else?
How did we end up here?

I unwillingly pulled myself away
from what we so desperately wanted.
Hurt enveloped your once-soft gaze
and you stormed out of our sanctuary.

I couldn't bear to say why –
that my heart was shattered on the floor
only a few hours before we met.
It just felt so soon.

-Zero

I insist I still see the ghosts (poem)

I still see the ghosts
feel their gaze from the walls
they possess every little thing
a cup of tea is never just that
every notebook screams at me
I'd beg for a way out
but I don't think there is one

-Zero