Years have passed since our worlds collided, only to be torn apart. I never stopped thinking of you, even when I tried to convince myself otherwise. Seeing you now, after all this time, feels like a ghost has walked into my present.
Years have passed since our worlds collided, only to be torn apart. I never stopped thinking of you, even when I tried to convince myself otherwise. Seeing you now, after all this time, feels like a ghost has walked into my present.