• Melanie MacDonald

April 23rd, 2020 1:15 am

You're never going to talk to me again. I can't get my mind off of you. This isn't fair. I wanna get you over you. You shouldn't be in my dreams anymore. I'm sick of kissing you in my dreams and waking up to remember we don't talk and it's all my fault. I want the dreams to stop. I'll do anything for you to stop haunting my dreams. I wanna move on. But at the same time, I don't. I miss you.

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