"its actually you-"
he laughed
"surprising enough."

Me.
The poltergeist.

"Yes you. Your image."

My image.

"You are the ghost."

That will haunt you forever.

"I wouldn't mind..."

I am chained to you.

"I feel alive in you"

Like the constant energy amounted in a sea of stars.

"Almost like how two objects have a gravitational
pull with each other."

To separate would cause inevitable turmoil.
You are mine.
Always have been,
always will be.