I know you see right through me, but don’t take me for a fool. Loving you was my choice, and giving you my heart was my mistake. I feel like I’m dating a ghost. Whenever we have to meet up, sometime, it comes up. I can say I only gain false hope when meeting up with you. l have made peace that I’m dating a mere ghost. I will never feel your presence. I’m done disobeying my gut; it’s about time I cut you out. The living and dead don’t have anything in common, to cut the story short.
A walk to a Grave