Dear ghost,
Just so it happens. Perhaps, it could be your feature or your silhouette. Maybe, your voice. Possibly your manners or even your spoken thoughts. it happens so that in mere seconds, you could draw their eyes towards you. You make it so that they wonder about you. Make it so that their heart speaks about you. Their heart shall ever burn but there is only so much an appearance can do. It shall die down just the way it sparked. Thus, you make yourselves alluring to make it linger. To draw their entire existence for you. And haply you may draw your existence for them.
Your lover