The boy who heard wolf

Photo by Roberto Nickson on Unsplash

I've shared my bed with many ghosts 

and yet, it's you and every 

should-have-been-but-never-has

that haunt me the most,

you were the truth –

both the question & the answer

and I was too afraid to ask,

fear is now the currency of my existence

and you're my most expensive hope.

Still, nothing hurts more

than knowing that while

I'm crying out my despair,

the only word that 
you can hear is

wolf.