She never left

It comes from a place in the back of my head,
where the ground is chared and the sky is red.
It comes to tell me something I'll always dread,
words that no one else hears because they're in my head.

I try not to hear them,
and I try not to listen.
But they keep calling,
trying to change my decision.

Now I must tell you,
because the words have escaped.
I'm in love with a girl,
whos now gone away.

Where she has gone,
I may never know.
It is only in my dreams,
that she never left.