It doesn’t matter where I go or what I do, no matter what, you’re on my mind. You never erase and I don’t want you erased. I want to keep you there. I just don’t like the fact that I get sad, because I think of all the memories, but I am happy that I have them. It’s a weird feeling, really. But, the most painful is when I toss and turn at night, or even lie awake, with my head hurting with all these scattered thoughts, looking paralyzed. You live in my mind. I wonder if I live in yours. I probably only visit yours once in a while, am I right?
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