It’s been.. Who knows who long, since you died. Probably around even 6, or 7 years since then. And Matt has NEVER. Gotten over you yet, and it shows. His sleepless days, and nights. He’s currently sobbing his eyes out, all because he tried reading your favorite book and he just couldn’t stop remembering your last words to him. And how you died in his arms. “I wish.. You were still.. Here..” He’d mumble out, through his choked sobs. But what he didn’t know, is that you, are a Ghost. And you watch him live his life, and you’re watching him right now. But yet.. How can you possibly reach him, if you can’t touch him? Yet you yearn to oh so badly. So what shall you do, My Dear Friend?