Ghost

By Lil' Amethyst Angel

She's a ghost. No one can see her. No one ever looks at her anymore, only through her. They can't see or they don't want to. Either way, she's invisible. Unseen.

Even to Simon, she is only a ghost. She's the crumbling memory of the girl he once knew. All that is left is a painful reminder of what was and what should be, and his hopeless idea of what could be. She's the lingering remains of a dead girl. Now she haunts him, in his dreams and his every waking moment. She will reappear for a second, only to disappear again, killing him a little more. She'll smile or whisper words of a time-that-was, and he'll think she has returned from the grave. There's nothing more biting, more painful than false hope. Simon has already realized this, yet he continues to allow himself to hope. River can't understand why.