oh shut up, shut up, shut up. I still love who you used to be, but you’re gone now. out of reach, completely, and there’s nothing I can do. I certainly can’t test and see if you’re still there, because you don’t want me, and I’m trying not to want you and if you did come back to me, I would just fall in love with you again. Would you please just turn into someone unrecognizable, so I wouldn’t have to deal with this anymore? So I could let you die inside of my head, inside of my heart? It would be so much easier to quell my heart if you could die inside of me, leaving no path of return and no trace in the present. But you linger in my world, your traces haunting me and my eyes always watching, always paranoid. Will my you just die already, so I can move on?
