The tie dye shirts... the one that held special memories from years before for me, the one I bought you to match. They haunt me. Remind me of the screaming and relentless calls. For nothing. Just your insecurity blaming me for your bad feelings. Its the gift you just wanted me to throw away but now you always ask about matching. Its only painful now. Not matching out of a love but out of a claiming. I just want peace. Why do you cling to me. Please just let me be. I cannot take the ghosts of memories past. The ghost of experiences lost because of your presence.
I tried to let you in and you've proved time and time again that it was a mistake.
This isn't love.
This is slow torture as I lose everything I had only just found.























