Absent Rose

The Lonely Dreaming

I guess everyone doesn't know I'm here.

But I should've already figured that out since no one has even looked at me once in the twently minutes I've been tapping on this window.

Or the fact that I've been walking around this entire building for the past week without anyone noticing.

I turn to face the sole occupant of this room.

Motionless.

Expressionless.

And yet....warm.

Or at least I assume so. I haven't been able to lay a finger on her the whole time I've been here.

The only thing indicating that she's still alive is the ever constant of the heartrate monitor. Being hooked up to so many wires and machines, makes me wonder if they're actually helping

My hand reaches out to grab her's and I feel nothing.

I can touch but not feel.

I can speak but no one hears.

My memory only goes as far back as this week.

I don't know who I am or why no one can see me.

But the biggest question of all is: How did I end up in this hospital bed?