Yeah, I know it's been a long time now and I should have let you go right before you told me not to, but now I can no longer conceive my world without you, so you can already imagine how hard it is to not be with you near glued on basically.
I never belonged anywhere. You do, it seems, belong to some places and people, in fact many. Maybe you lied too about that to me. Who knows?
Is it my awful love, like you say, dragging you or is it that you feel it too, this indeed murky and seemingly pointless feeling, but so immense like a deluge?
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