The last night I saw you, we kissed and before I walked out the door, I called out “wait!” I turned around to hug you once more because in that moment, I already missed you. I looked into your eyes not wanting to go yet. And later that night as I laid in my bed, I wondered why that kiss and hug felt different…now I know it was because that was our last goodbye. I live with the ghost of someone who is exists…just not in my life anymore