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When a Ghost comes knocking on your door



I feel like Im moving on dangerous land. I know I reached a misty area where I somehow know I shouldn't stand. Its over a year ago since it began, a road up and down, but it pushed me once again to what I now have found. You made me feel like I wasn't there, you apologized and I took the high road of the words I understand-I know that acting this way was never in your plan.

You disappear for a year, I walk up to you once,
I came to your show, the one thing that seemed to put a pattern on our hopeless stroll.
I wasn't really expecting anything, but then you said you would call. Maybe not in the near future, but sometime thats all.

Eight months go by, I never hear a word and as a matter a fact I`ve entered another world. In here I`m questioning how I feel about something else, I ask about the lost cards a ghost if I may add, and suddenly out of now where your following me on Instagram.

A few week later Im travelling in a foreign land, you start messaging me how you're at the same place, you suggests; maybe if I (me) had a car I could come and meet you, that is if it suit your plan.

Well this never happened, I´m going to enjoy my holiday, but you have caught my curiosity, what is it he wants anyway ?

It is a really odd coincidence I have to say.

You keep on saying how we should catch up, get a coffee or pint once you're in town, but not now, not now, maybe next week, but then no, you'll let me know, but as we all know then you wont show.

Im curious to see if you changed, how come this happened right now, and right know when I asked to find out and resolve,  am I supposed to learn something somehow ? Should I take the cards as they are shown, or shut the door once and for all ?



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