~°Ghost°~

"Can you remember your death?" I wish I could. I keep wondering how I lost my life, my mind is just blury like screen on an old computer. I died more than a hundred years ago and I'm still just a soul, which noone can see, walking around the city. In city full of memories. I've seen my friends grow up, finish university, find a job that makes them happy and start a family. They have become parents and than grandparents. I've seen my girlfriend cry because of my leaving, get over me and find a new lover. It hurted, but she died peacfully. For some reason I'm still here. Existing. Noone sees me, but I still exist. Life seems like it doesn't want to give me in deaths arms. I don't even remember my name, I've forgotten it in the years, I just fly with the time, watching how everything changes.