It’s not fair


it’s not fair;
how is it you can look so happy, so carefree? smiling and having fun. life goes on for you.

it’s not fair;
how is it that they get to see you happy? especially when I’ve known you longer, know you better, and love you more? they get to hear your laughter and return your smiles, spend time with you, trade jokes and banter, sharing your happiness, even if only on the surface.

whereas you’re nothing more than a ghost to me, and I to you.

…oh, to make you smile; to hear your voice calling me; to share your joys and worries; to feel your touch; to know you
once again.

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