After 2 months. Goddamn 2 months since Ghost died. He sacrificed himself for you. For love. And you still feel like it was all your fault. You felt like going to visit him.

You were standing right infront of his grave. Tears dropping down your face. You felt the rain dropping down. Your hair wet. You closed your eyes.

„Don’t cry over my death, princess.“ ghost whispers, you could swear you could hear his voice. As you open your eyes and looking around you didn’t saw anyone.

You imagined it.