Nothing is real, not your name,not your friends, or even the world you live in. Everything is fake, they are just things that you have to get you around in life, like that… Continue reading
Most days I think I’m there but could I then be dreaming?
What have I done to deserve such pain, I don’t want to lose you, to flash, format and reset my brain. My heart drives me to you, but you step pass me without even a clue but I am determined I will one day be loving you.