Stasis

Why are you so afraid
To be friends with ghosts
You won’t see or hear them
But they're there
Never when you need them
Whenever you want it

You hear it from stories
The only way it makes them real
When the day goes by
Do you wonder if they feel?

Now it just whispers
Behind your back
And now you wonder
If they’ll come back?

You hear it from stories
The only way it makes them real
When the day goes by
Do you wonder if they feel?

Because I miss those times in stasis
When our tricks would make things stop
And listen to the laughter we once had
Would you please just take me back

Can I leave?
I'm still here
Hoping to see
If they feel the same