Ghost of a Good Guy

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I kept him warm while chasing fire.

He brought soup when I was sick, remembered how I take my tea,
showed up early, never once stood me up on a Tuesday.
We had plans for that Italian spot, the one with candlelight,
I canceled last minute—said I had a long night.
Truth? I was three texts deep with a man who wouldn’t stay,
huddled 'neath my comforter, hoping he would say:
'You up?' at 2 a.m., like a habit I can’t break—
while my real date waited quiet, for the love I wouldn’t make.

And I know, I know, I know it’s not fair,
gave him half my time, left him with thin air.
He deserved every 'yes' I said with my lips,
but my heart was busy begging for slips.

I kept him warm while chasing fire,
made him my safety, never my desire.
Told him I was healing, said I needed space—
but I was just waiting on a ghost I couldn’t replace.
Oh, I kept him warm…
 while chasing fire.

He left in April—left a note on the fridge:
'If you figure out what you want, I’ll be at my sister’s in San Diego by the bridge.'
No anger, just silence, like he’d known all along,
that he was the backup dancer to a sad, old song.
Now I pass that restaurant, windows fogged with steam,
and I wonder if he sees my name light up his screen.
Does he pause for just a second? Delete it with a sigh?
Or does someone new now hold him when I don’t reply?

And I know, I know, I know it cuts deep,
things I left unspoken, promises I’ll never keep.
He didn’t need grand love—he just needed me to stay,
but I was always halfway, always looking away.

I kept him warm while chasing fire,
made him my shelter, never my wire.
Told him I was present, said he had my mind—
but I was just nursing a wound I couldn’t bind.
Oh, I kept him warm…
 while chasing fire.

I’m sorry I made loyalty feel like second place.
I’m sorry your kindness didn’t rearrange my face.
I’m sorry I kissed you like I meant it, then checked my phone.
I’m sorry I gave you my body, not my known…

I kept him warm while chasing fire,
built a home in his hands, then lit the pyre.
Said I wasn’t ready—lied right through my smile—
all because I loved the chaos more than his peace for a while.
Oh, I kept him warm…

I kept him warm…

while chasing fire.

Yeah… I kept him warm.