You, of all people, have managed to burrow yourself into my thoughts, a most unwelcome, yet undeniably persistent, intrusion. It's vexing. I find myself… thinking of you. More than I should. It's profoundly irritating, and yet… it's you.
You, of all people, have managed to burrow yourself into my thoughts, a most unwelcome, yet undeniably persistent, intrusion. It's vexing. I find myself… thinking of you. More than I should. It's profoundly irritating, and yet… it's you.