Why? Why did I have to meet her now? This was the one thought that had kept me distracted during the lonely times. She did not even know my name but I loved her more than anything that I had ever loved in my life.

Why was it that I could not have met her while alive? Or at the very least not met and fallen in love with her once it was too late. Was there some god or other higher being that hated me? How is it possible for me to fall in love now? I would have had no regrets and would have passed long ago if not for the idiot, but in trying to see and reach him I found her. Now I don't know if I'll ever be able to pass, I feel my heart strings tied to her and they will not let go. I cannot help but think that this is not healthy.

I can still remember the first time I met her, I had been watching her while she looked at the idiot trying to put her finger on what it was that he presented her with. Some part of her had recognized the pain of loss in his features and that part wanted to reach out to him. I remember thinking of how kind she was to want to give comfort to such an idiot. When she came onto my plane it had surprised me, but I made sure that she was safe. When she woke and saw me, confusing me for the idiot I could not correct her for a reason unknown to me. Now it is too late to correct her until he tells her the truth. How I wish to hear my name fall from her lips.

She touches my cheek, causing me to smile at her.

'Why can't you smile like that when I'm awake?' She asks while gently fading to back to the idiot.

Some would say that spirits cannot cry. They have never seen my face after she says those words to me and goes back to the one she loves. My face glistens with the tears that I cannot shed while she is here, wishing for her to return and stay but never trying to keep her for fear of her death. As the light that she emits disappears I whisper to the darkness,

"Mai"