"The third dimension or the megabus. Your love supplies no comfort."

jdr

03/11/2015. I don't know.

I am a five minutes chat between two heartbeats

I am a breeze of air between closed corridors,

I am a distraction and a burden and in love.

You are busy.


I am a ghost.


It's hard to realise how things changed,

slowly, quietly.

No matter what happens, don't let me turn into a stranger.

We are not strangers. I won't let you go that easily. Don't reduce me to this cold silence. 

You need less pressure -put some on me.

You broke my heart twice and I'm still mourning for a goodnight text.

I just left you and I'm already lonely.


I am a ghost.

Don't let me be a ghost.

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