Mind polluted by thoughts of you
Can’t get all the clutter out.

IRONY?

You are the solution to my pollution
Memories feel like daggers to my heart.
No cure. No evasion. Just deal.

It hurts.

Why? Why did I let this happen?
Follow heart, followed heart to pain.
Did I have a choice?
Lesson in this?
Jaded I will become.

Lesson over.

Learned nothing.
I hurt = I get hurt
Push away -> who I am
Do things to spend time w/you
Memories cause pain
Do you think of me?

Pain is my teacher