Your absence has been noted. You were always an apparition, your presence questionable, your smoke undeniable.
You remain alive and well in my mind’s eye. Words, sounds, the breathy gasps you took as you came. None of it fell on deaf ears. You’ve been burned into my brain.
You infiltrate my thoughts. I have reminders of you planted daily. You’re never far away, although unreachable by every proportion. Your light still burns as bright as the day I discovered it.
Ghost, return to me.