Little Ghost

You send shivers
up my spine and
through my skin
though I have yet
to see your face
or know what your
voice sounds like.
You're a little ghost,
laced in words I say
and the words I hear,
smiling your maniacal
smile, eyes glittering
in the darkness,
waiting for me to see.
See, I didn't invite you,
you didn't come into
this equation with me,
so I kindly ask you
to find someone else
to haunt.
You were given up
for good reason,
and I don't care
if you don't have the
faculties to move on--
I've won, you've lost,
and that's all there is
to it.