Skeleton Love

through the cracking floorboards

i hear voices from the past

when it's cold outside

and leaves are taking their final breath

all stories that started 

found their endings in november

and like a skeleton ghost

they hang on the door, staring at me

This poem is about the feeling when you realise you have been abandoned by everyone and so so you just sit alone in your room, but at the same time can't help remember what it was like when that person was with you. Yearning and misery from previous poem continues in this poem. In this poem, love is described as "skeleton ghost" because this is how it is sometimes.