You are the hole in my head, the void in between this space between my thoughts and reality. Images of you haunt me in the recesses of my mind, shadowing all over me like the light I could never escape.
Somehow something always brings me back to you. The places we’ve been, the things we’ve done, the words you’ve said. I can’t erase the thoughts of you even after a year has passed since we last met… Whenever you flash across my mind those scars still bleed though my tears had ran dry.
Our conscious mind can process 16 bits of information per second, our unconscious however can process 11 million. Maybe that’s why unknowingly, I kept dreaming of you… But my dreams never comes true…
And I hate it.