Jim.(For Scarlett)

You tell me the only boy you ever loved was when you were 13. He was 14 and you were inseparable until he was 18 & fell in love with the girl next door who wasn’t you. You never got over it always loved him still “...and always (God forgive me) hating her! ” “Hated their married bliss two kids who looked just like him! ” Guilt driving you to become a recluse (never leaving the house) when the car they were travelling in crashed into a telegraph pole. “All dead...all dead except for the little girl who died the next week! ” “God forgive me...forgive me! ” Old lady in a bed whose name unknown stopping me in my passing refusing to let go of me until a nurse prises her loose. “His name was Jim! ” “Jim...Jim! ” she cries to herself. “Shhhh! ” I soothe her. “I’m here! ” “Jim? ” she asks. “Yes...it’s me! ” I lie telling the truth. “It’s me! ” She falls asleep. I only let go of her hand when she snores. A ghost visiting a ghost. I walk away.