I can't miss the way you sound or the way you'd mess around It's not yet time for a haunting You're not the shadow that I've been wanting. You're as good as dead to me when your spirit isn't even free. I know that's wrong to say, I'm not wishing for it to be this way. We'd both rather be a memory yet you stick around for every anniversary. Can you please just disappear? Your face is a reminder I don't want. Your eyes are always so full of cheer. Why can't you just stop acting happy? Every thing you do just makes me feel ****** because I can't just let this go. It's stopping me from trying to grow. It's attacking my thoughts It's destroying my image of you and at this point I wish you knew that no matter how much I hate your sound or how much I hate the ******* around, How much I hate the way you smile and how you manage to run another mile, when you have to make me feel like I'm wrong and when you make me feel like I don't belong. Then there's all the things you say that make me want to walk away. No matter how much I hate certain things you wear or how much I hate the way you go about your hair. No matter what you do, it will always be hard to accept you. After what I've made myself think and after how you always manage to make me shrink. It's like to you I'm a bug and nothing will ever change that smug look on your face. It's for that reason that I know there's not a place for me in your world. I know you don't care and in a sense I guess that's fair.
I wrote this in 2013 and I was around 14 then, I can't imagine what kind of adolescent pain I was in but I vaguely remember the boy that broke my heart this way.