Why must you still haunt my thoughts
The damage has been done
It is time you leave me be
Can you not let me rest in peace

I want to purge my mind of all your memories
your touch
smell
the blue of your eyes
the softness of your lips

I look to the day, where I no longer wish you harm
I no longer imagine tearing you
limb from limb
as your tore me
as you destroyed me

One day, though I'm not sure when
A day will come when I am healed
the scar tissue will have formed
and my desire to hurt you, as you hurt me, will exist no more

Till then, I ask you politely, leave my aching head be
I tire of recalling your memory