it's 3:11am and you've crept your way back into my head, again. you've dug a home into my brain and no matter what i can't evict the thought of you; you were so quick to leave me that unfortunately you forgot to pack some things like the memories i don't want and the bitter, sad smell of heartbreak is just lingering underneath. i didn't want to have to bring this to your attention so long after, but the fumes have been making my chest ache a little more than usual lately. it's becoming a major issue for my mental health and i would just like to ask of you that next time you decide to come back that you don't leave my head such a mess, thank you.