She is me...

The rain fell hard on the wooden roof.The girl sat with her hair down, looking out at the rain.
She turned to face me and I saw that her eyes were so sad.
I felt a wave of saddness, pain, and sorrow hit me.
My knees buckled and I felt so weak under her gaze.
I fell to my knees and stared at this strange girl.
Then I realised what she was.
This girl...
This girl that was so sad and in so much pain...
This girl that has no one..
This girl that I feel so much for..
She is not human...
She is dead.
She is merely a ghost of her former self. She has no one to love her or to love in return.
She is nothing more than a soul lost for eternity...
She is me...