I sit and watch the time pass by. Minutes develop into hours; life happening.
My fingers glide across the keyboard, furiously typing up all thoughts that float into my head.
Why do you always come up?
Why is it that i cannot go through a conversation without a picture of you making its way on board my train of thought?
I try to push it off, to stop myself. But no success.
You are a part of me. You speak to a hundred friends a day, you don't even realize. I speak to many too, but your name is always top prority on the list.
Even now, as I began to write this, not knowing what would come of it, you become the main focus.Do me a favor, leave me alone.