Lay the bricks of the home we were to share
And build yourself as the man you dreamed to be
And marry my ghost and bear with her
Another with your curls and my eyes
Cook your tofu sisig, and a pot of chili
Exactly the way you like it
Let the spice of it linger around the house
So that my ghost might taste all of you
And late at night, drive my ghost around town
To get chicken sandwiches and ice cream
While you have my ghost blind rank
Five different songs you put on stereo
And watch our shows and tell her all your facts
And don’t forget to bring up Troy Baker
Because he shows up in everything
And remind my ghost that Margaret Qualley- you know the rest
And should you, one day, wish my ghost to leave
To stop abiding by you like your ghost abides by me
Then perhaps we can find new beginnings and set them free
And let them too find each other over DnD.