I wake up
in the middle of the night
to candles
lit up
in the darkness.
"Jackson," I whisper,
"that's sweet,
but you can't do things like that.
What if my mom or dad walks in?"
A gust of wind
blows across the room
and in an instant
the room
turns
black.
Sorry.
"No, Jackson.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry this is so hard."
And I wonder when I'll finally
stop having things
to feel sorry about.
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I Heart You, You Haunt Me.
Mystery / Thriller~I did NOT make this book. I am just posting this for people who want to read this book, without having to buy the real book. All credit goes to Lisa Schröder~ ------------------------------ Ava can't see or touch him, unless she's dreaming. She can...
