Haunted

‘I want to meet you’

These words they echo round my head

Why was I dreaming this

This is the past

It’s clear 

That I have moved on

Forgotten 

Forced myself to hate you

Then as if by magic you reappear 

Like a haunting memory 

Waiting for a resolution 

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