I had a dream, you were in it.
but I stayed away.
voices and words got into the crowd and it came upon me. you had an accident, they all say. you got hurt, they all say. I tried to keep it to myself, but I found myself running anyways. slamming the door open as if forgetting it was supposed to be awkward between us, I looked at the faces looking back at me in surprise.
one of them slowly smiled, and my heart stops.
everything else in that sad white room suddenly became interesting. his friends kept joking, like they expected me to come through. he was silent still, lying on the white bed. I paced the room, head all over. I stuttered, explaining about what I heard and how I lost it when it came to my ears. a hand over mine stopped the mad rambling. I looked up to see his fond smile.
"you came" was all he says
as if I wouldn't, I thought. I'm too weak for that. my body drops down, burying my head into his side. crying, I really thought I lost him. he kept patting me, calming me down.
in the end we smiled to each other, a ghost and a human. that has been putting a distance between each other, killing the supposedly dead ghost silently.
