i'm picking up my clothing
from the floor and hastily
packing them into a small bag.
i'm taking off,
without notice to the ones
who will miss me most.

my mind is no longer able
to give time that i do not have
to the ones who would take that time
and cash it in,
only to reject the profit,
and spend pointless nights
with another soul.

i refuse to spread my self out again,
at least for now.
in hopes that someday,
my love will find it's way back to me.

blissfully,
i rest my head.
for the last few nights i have here,
i will keep you
away from my thoughts,
and most importantly my person.

--
i never thought you to be so noxious.