well, that took a twist. I feel numb. I didn't write because of some shit. but a thought is, what if there is a ghost watching you? A young ghost who roams your house falls in love with you. You will never see them. They have fallen in love with your imperfections. If that were true, I would love to acknowledge their feelings for me and them being here, watching me. That would put them at rest. Please roam somewhere else. Don't waste your time with me dear.
