You were in my dreams again last night.
I wonder...do you enjoy haunting me like you do?
I haven't thought of you in weeks, and then there you are, popping up inside my head. Against my will. I'm sure I imagine our memories better than they really were. I know that. And so I put them away, somewhere inside myself, and I leave them untouched. Until you....you come back and kick up the leaves. Make me ache for you.
This is madness. We've haven't spoke in years...our time together lasted the blink of an eye. And yet...my dreams...you're always in the ones I remember. And after each one I just want to run to you, just to speak to you.
If you could have been the one to undo all this wrong...how could you walk away?
I wish I could just forget you as much as you seem to have forgotten me.
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