paradise behind our head

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Days and days, weeks until weeks have passed I tried and tried, again and again, I needed to be there, as if the wants become the needs, the very thing that we used to cling into our sanity was also the very thing that threatens it. Right, someone, I needed someone here not there, yet somehow someone was there, when no one was here when I needed them, someone has showed up inside that little paradise of mine, a person, no, it was more like a spirit, or something but the thing is, it talked to me, it, wanted to see me...