Ghostly love

"Hey, are you okay?" I ask,seeing a boy my age, crying, and back facing me.
He doesn't turn to me, so I walk around him. Instantly, I freeze, and stare at the boy. He's a ghost...except, I can't see through him...and I can touch him...usually I can't, unless he ghost....
"Do you wish to die?" I ask.
The ghost boy looks at me."I only wish to live.."