Ghost.

Do you forget that what is pleasing for you to look at isn’t all that there is?

That what you love isn’t always yours to keep, but yours to miss?

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am the love you never wanted,

the What Else that there is.

I am here to tell my story, and you should listen to the haunted.

For what feels like forever -- I have battled

a strange pain. I ache with emptiness

as the one you won’t notice and the one

who’s no fun. I am unseen, unpleasant,

with heartstrings undone.

I’m floating about and wandering.

I’m wondering why it must be me,

and I’m trying to remember what I

have been. Girl. Woman.

Since the beginning I have known

I am Human -- for I am skin and flesh and blood and bone as most.

But truth be told, I am better off Ghost.