Remember our last christmas, we spent an entire week together.. right before our first break-up... I can't stop thinking that was the beginning of the end, I can't stop thinking that I did something, something I said that blew it all to hell... and I can't put my finger on it.

I hate the fact that's been almost two years and I can't let go, right when I'm fine, right when I think I've met somebody that's worth... you reappear in my mind.

The ghost of you doesn't let me sleep, doesen't let me make commitments and keeps me doing people harm, the same way you did, doing and will still do to me.

I fear the nightime, I fear my dreams, I fear to fall sleep.... because my mind will wander to you... just to come back as you left me....alone...

I don't know how much I can stand it...