Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else

There´s us. I don´t know why, I don´t know how, but it´s like we feel somehow attatched to each other.
You, me, this other women. We´re part of a same network. And it´s a bit confusing, but I don´t know who or where am I. I don´t know what my limites are and I certantly don´t know what is yours.
Sometimes, it´s like I could feel one of you, when I pass by a place that it´s so yours, that is full of your memories, even if I don´t have them. It almost feel like we´re different parts of the same person.
You know, it´s not a secret: there´s one of you I just don´t like it. I think you´re pretty darling but that´s it. I DON´T LIKE YOU. I really couldn´t stand hours of the sound of your voice. It will probably make me crazy. However, you´re here, in my life, on a certain way. I didn´t ask for it, you just show up. I the only thing I can do is smile, ´cause you´re a part of me too.
I coudn´t get you off me, even if I tried.
It´s kind of overwhelming.

"Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want"