you.
I had a dream about you last night. I honestly cannot say if it made me feel bad for hating you, or if it made me hate you even more. We both did some terrible things in this dream, but in the end, I was with you. It was so crazy, and backwards, and doesn't represent my life or my feelings at all. This was the first time in a long time that I've dreamt of you, but I saw your face. Your smirk, your eyes, your hair the way I cut it.
Why are you still haunting me?!
Why are you still haunting me?!