It couldn't be!
That is the first thought that rang out in my mind as I watched what could only be Jonathan's ghost. He is dead and couldn't be the person standing in front of my building looking lost. No I must be seeing things. The tiredness of the day has finally gotten to me making me to be seeing things.
With my heart in my throat I dragged my feet forward. There was no need speculating from a distance when I could find out myself by moving closer. As my feet took me closer to the man that had brought my past crashing down, I began to experience mixed feelings.
On one hand I hoped for it to be him because if there is one thing I desire so much in this life is for Jonathan to come back to me, but then again I dread this happening. I have gone through a lot because of my past and hav
