I fell in love with a ghost.
I never planned on it. I didnt even love my ghost at first infact I found the situation humorous , but eventually I grew to in a short period of time. Maybe I was bored an lonely so I was doing okay.
It all started when my ghost started leaving me lovely messages on my wall. I was surprised. Eventually I just started hearing your voice. It was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. Everyday when Id wake up there was a message, everyday we would have long long discussions about anything and everything. You always told me the most flattering things that could steal my breath away. I couldnt have cared less that you were a ghost I loved you anyways even if I couldnt touch or see you. Boy .Girl. I couldnt have cared less as long as you were mine. Years passed and during which it seemed you faded with it. I didnt feel your presence as much as I used to, I missed it. But it was okay because I still had you all to myself. But then I felt empty and alone. I tried not to think about it but I couldnt help it, the subject always chewed at the back of my mind.
One day I heard laughter. Were you laughing at me?
I missed you so much I locked my doors and shut my windows.
Then I remembered ghosts can walk through walls and do as they please.
I broke.
And I realized a ghost could never love a human, even if they said they did.I came to terms with it. I GAVE UP! You felt bad for me but you probably found it amusing.
I packed my things, I cried then I left.
For some odd reason I wake up every morning thinking Ill hear you voice, but I know I never will. Even though we are done my lovely ghost I miss you.
I tried to move on my ghost but it seems you placed a curse on me while you were at it.
No one could careless for this girl who fell in love with you my dear.
Im just so tired, Empty and worn down that I give up. Nothing works. Maybe nothing ever will.