Dumb Crush

Roulf

I saw her.
I saw me.
Yet I wasn't.... There.

I sit on the French Polynesian, looking at Anthea, who is holding the remains of me. My arms are backwards. My neck is obviously broken. I'm not even breathing.

Yet I'm here. I see her, holding me. But I'm standing. I am no longer wearing my previous clothes, but instead a simple white robe. I felt odd, unearthly.

And yet I was in fact on earth.

She kisses me. Everywhere, with the exception of my blue, bleeding lips.

I walk up right behind her. She doesn't seem to notice me. Intrigued, I reach out, and touch her shoulder.

She jumped, turning her head around to face me. Yet she isn't looking at me, but through me. Like I'm invisible.

Eagerly, I kiss her lips. She jumps up and steps backward, stepping on my dead hand. She quickly turns around, and cradles me again.

I realize then what I truly was.

I was a Ghost