Oh to be a ghost and sat there in front of you all day. Not talking, not touching, just staring and be in company. Being everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Be there for you, but also not.
Being the only soul that will always walk around yours and leave whenever I want to. Not being tied to someone, but to be there because I love it. Singing songs without make a noise, and listening to you humming the sad song that makes you remember me, making you miss me.
If I could be a ghost, would you be scared?
Could you see me?
Would you care and cry for me?
Would you try to talk to me now?
Wolud you look after me, at least on that portrait?
Will you hug that ugly picture pretending is my body?
Could you keep going, as you always said you will?
Or will I see you fall, in front of my eyes?
Wouldn't you let yourself fall in my arms?
Will you wish I was alive for one more minute, and hold me like you'll die instead of me?
I really wonder what your life could be without you.
Wish you're wishing me, as much as I do.
Oh to be a ghost.
YOU ARE READING
Letters just to read once.
Short StoryThis letters are for especific people, is just that...they'll never read them.
