Invading my dreams, still igniting bridges, its what she does best. I of course put out fires for her. The question still remains. Was I ever hers, was she ever mine? How can you live with someone, be so close, almost the same person and never know them. I want to hate her, I want her to come back, I want her to wake up already. Stop spreading her misery, look into the mirror, and see what we saw.