I hate the thought of you, why must your memory linger in my mind, i cant escape, it haunts me, i try to move on but you consume me, theres no letting go, i screwed up and i will live with that forever, but you screwed up worse by imposing your problems on me, i wasn't myself, thank yourself for that, you did one thing right, you made it obvious who makes me happy, it took me losing you to gain something I've had all along, someone who has waited for me to realize everything.
