He read my mind... This song takes me back in time. I remember feeling this way in 1998. I had just returned home from college. I was friendless and miserable. I thought I was being stalked in college. When I moved home from college, I no longer felt like I was being stalked. Did I actually miss the person that stalked me? I believed he was harmless. I missed him. I know that sounds terrible. But now I want to know if my brain invented the stalker. Did I make the stalker up to hurt myself?
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