A dream

Sometimes there are back to haunt you. They come from nowhere and appear in your dreams. Ghosts from the past that one never truly leaves behind.

There was a girl. We had a crush for each other, but we never got together. Our lives just touched, for some brief time. She died, long ago and long after I stopped seeing her. But occasionally, she still comes to haunt my dreams. We meet, we talk, we kiss, we feel the attraction all over again. Then I leave, with vague promises to see her again, maybe later that evening. But she leaves too, ending the dream.