Why are you still haunting me?

It has been years since we last see each other.
Since I last see you looking back at me.

I wish I have been more honest instead of trying so hard to be strong.

We clearly have different lives now,
But why does your teenage self still haunt me?
Why do I look back and expect that are back at 13 and we would just smile as if sharing a secret?

Why do I close my eyes and hear your desperate voice?
Am I crazy? Going insane?

Why are you still here? Even if you arent.

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