The People Were Upset

I contacted my ghost again. Just to let her know that I am here for her and that nothing will change. I felt like telling that subreddit where I asked for advice that I did this. They all told me to stay away before. But I felt like explaining why I did what I did. I didn’t need to tell them anything, but I just felt like saying that I thought about it and I didn’t want to follow their advice and that I wanted to text her once a week to let her know that I was here. I wanted to say that it was ultimately my choice and that it’s ok if she never speaks to me again and that I just wanted to know that I was trying to be there for her and putting in an effort. I text her as a way to say thank you for all the good she did me. That I don’t want to forget the good and simply forget her and move on. This is kind of a way to visit something that’s gone, but you want to tell yourself that you still remember. I don’t want to forget her. Maybe that means I will never completely heal from being let go, but I’d rather not heal than forget about her. They simply said that I was being stupid and to just leave her alone and that I’m just looking for attention. That I was looking for this weird rush about maybe being talked to again. That I was trying to light a fire where there wasn’t any. They probably weren’t as angry as I imagined they were. After all they are strangers on the internet. They probably felt mild annoyance about having their advice ignored, but that was all. They probably already forgot. It’s fine. I’m ok with people thinking I’m stupid and hopeless. I’d rather stick to it. Here is another song.