Leave

You are everywhere.

It's not romantic. It's not creepy. It's simply frustrating.

You are in my favorite song that I can no longer listen to because those lyrics and that chord progression just happen to form your image.

You are in my evenings, my late nights that turn into mornings. I stay awake, I think of you. I go to sleep, I think of you subconsciously in the form of a nightmare.

You are in my speech - my catchphrases and my sighs and my laughs sound like mine but they belong with the arrogant grooves of your voice.

You are in that special outfit, that special perfume, that special necklace that i can't wear anymore for fear of choking. 

You are in my pictures, but I keep those cause I look freaking good in them.

You are in my life yet you are not. You have claimed territory that wasn't yours to take. You are an un-welcomed guest and I'm tired of playing the good host. 

You need to stop.

You need to leave.

I need to leave.