why am i thinking about you?
you shouldn't even exist to me anymore...but you do. one of the closest things to my mind. to my heart.
the worst thing to ever waltz into my life. the thing i can't forget no matter how i try.
aren't you powerful?
i try to write you out of my body but you savagely hold on. if i keep pulling...you'll rip me inside out. you've been in me so long that i don't know how i'll feel without you. but sometimes...i think i'll feel like something is missing.
you abused me.
but on occasion, everything in me wants you back in my life-
i love you and hate you all at once. my miasma...my orchid. i can only hope i torture you the same way.
a period of longing
-A
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