Ghost

If you are reading this, if you are here,
If you can see me, if you are near,
If your head turns, so your eyes meet mine,
If you're beside me, most of the time,

Then know you're a wonderful, wonderful ghost,
A mess of the things that I've missed the most,
A whisper of everything I wish I could say,
A target to yell at on the darkest of days,

You're a constant companion, an unending friend,
A rock that moves not with the tides or the winds,
A tree whose roots follow me deep in the ground,
A bird who flies with me, who's always around,

Who laughs when I laugh and screams when I cry,
Who carries my load when I take to the skies,
Who slaps me when slapping needs to be had,
Who holds me the tightest when things look too bad,

If you are reading this, if you are here,
Please know I am hoping, I am banishing fear,
For one day you'll be so much more than a thought,
You'll be the one with me when all else is not.