"you're a lot more human as a ghost,"
he told me.
"more vulnerable.
when you were alive
it was like your body
was standing right in front of me
but your mind
was in a million different places
except
with me.
but now it's the opposite.
I can't see your body.
but I know your mind is here-
focused
on me."
he breathed hesitantly.
he was looking right at me.
no, through me.
I sighed.
that's how he must have felt
when I was with him.
the lights in the already-dark room
were carried away with my breath.
they hissed at the effort
of being moved away
from where they once sat.
shut up!
"hello?"
shit!
a lightbulb shattered.
I faded.
but I watched him as I left.
he had ducked to the floor,
scared.
but whole.
