199/365 - Necromancy

 

I feel a brush

against my leg

"Notice me!"

but there's nobody

And in the stillness

of my bed

a dimple of footsteps
disturb the sheets
but when I turn
on the light
I am all alone
in the night

But I know
that it's not true
I'm not alone
because it's these moments
that you still talk to me
and I can talk to you