And when the doors were closed,
I heard no, "I told you so"s.

- Relient K, I So Hate Consequences

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"I'm looking for a fresh start.  You know?"
-- "Yeah."

...

-- "It'll be weird for a bit.  It's weird right now.  But I'll get used to it."

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I hoped that I was just imagining things.

I suppose that things can't always be so forgiving.  Sometimes, what sounds like familiar voices outside of your window are actually familiar voices outside of your window.  You're not expecting to see him, and he's not expecting to see you.  You just huddle in the safety of your room, and you just have to live with knowing that he must be thinking of you as he passes by your house.  He must see the glow of your desk lamp peeking through your room window.  

You just have to find comfort in the thought that maybe, just maybe, he dreads knowing that you're right there, just as much as you do.  

That way, the ghost becomes less terrifying, when he's just as afraid as you.