He spent his time watching her. Every second, every minute, every hour, his eyes never left her. He lived her life with her, a ghostly shadow by her side. She could always feel him. She felt his invisible eyes on her, his ghostly hand in hers. He spent all of her life with her. Sometimes he hated himself for dying sometimes he just wished he could kiss her one more time. When she finally decided to get married, he walked her down the aisle. He knew that her husband was a good man, that he loved her just as much. But still, it hurt him. When she gave birth to his child, or as he called it 'The Miracle Child', he was by her side holding her hand. She named her Jaqueline, in honor of him.
Her life seem to span from forever and back, while his had only lasted 20 years. He had once wished to be her future, but now he was only a memory from the past. She had no proof that he had actually existed. He was now only a lost memory, one she could only pray that it existed. Some times she resented living, wishing she could be with him, wherever he was.
Their love knew no boundaries, even when they were apart. They had only know each other for four days, and in that time, they had fallen in love. The kind of love, that one only found once in a lifetime. But it had slipped away. Separated now, by the boundaries of life and death, they were forbidden lovers. It wasn't supposed to happen, but it did. She loved him and he loved her. And that was all that mattered.