Conversations with Your Ghost

I didn't expect your death to affect me this way.  I'm sure you didn't either.  I know we haven't talked in years, but there was still the idea that you were out there.  Maybe I'd cross your mind every now and then, and maybe, just maybe, it would bring a smile to your face.  You crossed my mind from time to time.  Can you believe it?  The memories of us. . . we shared.  Now only I carry them on.  I was happy to hear you found someone.  I mean that.  Maybe I have no right to feel this sorrow from your death.  The truth is I am grateful to you.  You helped me find my way when I was so lost.  You helped me get home, and you made the  ride back something I don't ever want to forget.  You were so young.  I wish I could have known, could have warned you.  I know these are just empty wishes.  You are gone now.  My memories of you will stay warm in my heart.  I would bring you back if I could, even if I never saw you again.  I shouldn't be having these conversations with your ghost. . .