needless to say,
i still think about you.
and every second,
every minute
is as uncomfortable as the next.

what the ****.

im starting to believe something is wrong with me,
wrong with my head.
a lobotomy should help.
maybe a 8-inch nail should end the voices drawing me closer to you.
it just seems like whatever i do,
it's just a sequence of steps that lead to nowhere.
all the while im really trying to get to you.

why should i even bother?

like you would be interested and i can see that you arent.
but why my mind hasn't accepted the inevitability, i wish i knew.
These thoughts will not cease,
the image of you and your voice is engraved into my ******* mind.
imagine listening to the same 4 bars of a melody for the rest of the day:
the wrath, the confusion, and the insanity.
i am trapped in your ******* labyrinth,
just ******* **** me.

i wish i never knew you.

in unparalleled worlds and experiences,
we are two distant universes.
although the space between us is numerically finite, it seems like it spans across the galaxy (an indefinite space)
and yet im fixated on you , and forever i will be fixated...

...up until the next comet flies by me.