Ghost

As I wandered through those broken, empty places, I realised I couldn’t even remember your face…

… you told me that would happen, that once you’d made it to the next level, all trace of you would vanish from this one…

… but I could still remember the space that you used to fill…

… I realised I’d been roaming these places for years, possibly decades…

… even though I didn’t go with you, and could barely remember you, the fact I remembered you at all stopped me from fitting into this plane…

… I’d become a ghost.