I'm traveling back in time in my mind, to a space and time where there's a debt that cannot be paid, back to the night we first met.
A place where I should have told myself that I wasn't supposed to be there and to not walk along with you. I had all of you and you had most of me, and now we have none of each other.
I go back to the night and I don't know what to do, with the ghost of you, the night we met. The night was full of delight and joy, and lust. When we touched, when you kissed me.
Take me back to the night we met. When I had all of you, most of you and now, none. Take me back to the night we met, where I wasn't haunted by the ghost of the man I once loved.
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