As the lunacy drips from my head into my actions, and as I covert nostalgic memories of you and I that never were. I hear you talk to the world of this strange person who hides within me, the ghost within. I thought you were to have, not to disappear into. Your kisses are as transient as your patience. And now you’re done, so please just let me be. Close the door and give me back my vision of a world where I am the star, and you are just passing through my sky. The moon motivates me into insanity. My mind may be crippled with aberrant notions and volatile thoughts, it sometimes tricks even me into delirium. For you see, it tells me you once said you loved me.