Ghosting

I am really glad you love yourself; sometimes I think I lost you on the moon, but no, I am not looking at the moon anymore. just have some pics of what we could and never have been. time passing by, flowing away it.s no more than a blue line traced in the dark. really hard to see, the more you grow the more you loose perceptions of who you were. or who you wish you were.
If I could forget something, maybe I would like to stop thinking that you didn’t want to see me again. I remember you told me: “I think I COULD love her forever”. Should I lough thinking that you didn’t last more than one year after those words? at that time you were already into another dimension, that sensation has been impressed in my mind. really hard to say goodbye to a ghost. better think you never existed.

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