Ghost

At last i made him admit the fact that i'm just a ghost..

even when i cooked for him everyday
even when i ironed his clothes every morning
even when he hugs me
even when we kiss
and even whe he say "i love you"

he didn't see me, he saw another person..
he never LOVE me as he said everyday, instead he just LIKE me..
as the person who pampered him..as a replacement..

shit..
why didn't i run that far?
why didn't i just leave even i know how much he still miss her..
why..why..

and now..my heart is turning into stone..
and every second i can hear it crack..
it is going to break soon..
and perhaps there will only dust left..