Never Let Go...

I watch as you ignore me,
I stand firm as you stare through me.
I scream out your name,
But only in vain.
The cold chills in your neck
Are not caused by the draft.
I try to call out to you again
But all that slips past
Is the whisper of a breeze.
It blows through your hair
And you can smell me,
But I am not there to you.

Invisible to all
But the small child down the hall.
"Mommy," she says, "Janet is here."
"No dear," says Mommy,
"Janet left long ago,
and she won't be back anytime soon."
The child points at me,
But to no avail,
I am not really there to anyone but her.
I give a small smile, bring my finger to my lips,
"Shhh," I console her,
"Mommy can't see me, I've become
Your special secret friend."
Sometimes children understand best of all.

Yesterday I was alive,
And now I wander as though I still were.
The loneliness I feel, the emptiness it brings,
It makes me angry, but does not matter.
You cannot hear me, you cannot see,
I am dead to you, and really I am.
I reach out to touch you and all I
Can feel is the memory of your touch.
I wonder if you still think about me
And if you miss me as I miss you.
I get my answer when I hear you weep,
calling out my name, and I leave you in peace.