- 11:22 PM Here it is, and these thoughts keep coming back. All swirling round to this one place, over and over.
I'm thinking this is some sort of new revelation but I realize that it's not. Here I am thinking that I'm gonna go saying this to you, but...I mean, I could always say it, and I might one day. You never know. It is a habit of mine.
I'm from another world, another time and place, and I've got memories of things that by all rights did not happen - or at least, there's no way I can prove I'm not crazy. Sometimes it all feels so very far away. And here I am, in this world, and sometimes I just can't stand it...
But here's the part, the part I keep coming back to. You're the one who can hold me here. The one that can make me feel like this life is just as real as the last. The one who can pull me back when I got fading away into those thoughts and those memories. Maybe you can't understand it - but maybe in time you will. I know you want to, which is really the most that I can ask for.
Sometimes I am all alone, but I still have you to hold my hand.