This relationship was doomed. It would have never worked out.
I want to hold you
I want to touch you
I want to hug you
And kiss you, too
But it cannot be
For it is taboo
Cause I can’t see you
Or even feel you
Since you are a ghost
What a shame, boo hoo!

I have always been on the outside, looking in, watching the world going by. I fade within the shadows, into the darkness. No one can hear me, no one see me. I am invisible, I am ethereal. I am doomed to wander deep within the night, forever lost, yearning for love, unable to touch. I am an illusion, an figment of the imagination, wanting to become tangible, wanting to exist. I tire living in delusion, of being nothing. I want to come into fruition, to become real. I want to be loved.
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