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"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.