Ghost
by Mark Sherrick

I remember when you were always there
I could see you, hear you, touch you, and talk to you
because I knew you would be there
to help me with my problems
and listen to what I had to say
but then something changed
and you were never the same again
I could still see you, but you were blurred
I could still hear you, but only a whisper
I could no longer touch you, 
my hand slid right through yours
I kept asking you what was happening,
but you stared blankly back at me, never answering,
never even acknowledging my questions.
To this day, you are yet to give me an answer,
so I continue to ask
                    .....what happened?