Stop haunting me.

dreamed about you again.

it's the third time.

when I think I finally got you

out of my mind,

you come back to haunt me.

and again, I can't stop thinking about the dream.

at the first one, you and I knew we couldn't.

next, you were chasing me.

but now...

now we were together.

we were finally together,

but it seemed like all people knew about it

and so we had to hide.

I had to hide.

'don't think I'll be free from you

if I still get to see you.

do you really tease me?

am I misunderstanding it?

I can't stop thinking about the dream.

I can't stop thinking about the things you do.

and now I can't stop thinking about you.

and I'm sorry.