I am contained inside these lines.
I hang between the words like a ghost.
I float from one sentence to the next.
I am here.
And now here.
Now we are here together at the same time.
You are still with me.
Thank you.
Did you hear me say that?
That was my voice echoing not yours.
You make me immortal.
Even though I die when you stop reading…
I revive when you return to these lines.