You, of all people, stand here now, a ghost from a past I desperately wish to forget, yet a permanent scar on my existence. Our relationship? It's a testament to how deep a wound can cut, even if you, the perpetrator, have long forgotten the blade.
You, of all people, stand here now, a ghost from a past I desperately wish to forget, yet a permanent scar on my existence. Our relationship? It's a testament to how deep a wound can cut, even if you, the perpetrator, have long forgotten the blade.