Ghost [Niall Horan]

His soul may have travelled too far, too far that he couldn't find a way back to his body. He though he was dead. He thought he was given a second chance.
She was a dysfunctional in her ways, or so she thought. She thought she was a nobody, good for nothing but it was the otherwise.
She was alive and breathing. He was a wanderer. A fallen.
She just needed a little bit of hope, a little bit of a light. He needed a little bit of love, to mend his once broken heart.
"I have a limited time of 365 days" he once told me.
"God, that's a very, very long time" I had once replied. Thinking of it now, I was wrong. Time fell short for both of us.

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