Another Sunday passes at the glimpse of time... People slowly falling asleep, getting ready for another Monday, of another month of another year...
We spend our nights lonely in a dark apartment downtown, happier alone than together ...
It's all about chemistry between us... it's like...walking with a ghost on a quiet night in a cemetery, it's like.. you will know that in the morning the ghost will disappear but you know there is someone there with you during the day... and you feel happy about the feeling..even though you in the end feel all alone.
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