I see you everywhere.

But it's not you, it's your memory

A figment of my imagination

A ghost -

Your ghost.

Haunting me. Following me.

At 9-Square off to the side;

At Barren County High School's Auditorium;

At Kings Island;

And Camp Joy.

At CHBC Sanctuary leaning against the audio corner (VBS)

My bedroom at my grandmother's house

• • • • •

Now all I see, hear, and think -

Are these memories...

Haunting me.

Our memories.

Both good and bad.

Now no longer living

But dead.

Caught in the in-between.

The in-between of longing to move on but holding onto all I have left as if my life depended on it

Just like ghosts.

Just like you.