He always appears. Sooner or later, but he's always there, hidden in the unconsciousness. And I hate it when he shows up in my dreams. It really grinds my gears. It's frustrating. But there's no way of escaping from his ghost. I try and I try, and just when I think I have overcome it, he comes back again. I don't get it.
Something always brings me back to you, it never takes too long.
No comments:
Post a Comment