A Ghost in Their Throats

I got it and I've tried to give it but they just don't get it.
I'm a ghost in their throats and they taste me but they choke.
They forfeit love for convenience and I still try to make my
presence known but it's hard to see a ghost whose
energy is close to none.
Am I haunting or just providing a comfort they didn't know they needed?
I try a simple approach by taking their hands as they
took my heart but I make their fingers freeze and my aura
breaks apart.
It's becoming harder to tell if I'm here or there.
Can they hear me or see me or read what I write?
Or do they purposefully spite me by sleeping at night?
Because I'm restless but maybe ghosts just don't get to dream.