If it were possible to fill balloons with feelings like water, I'd drown you in the past. I don't think I would hesitate. I'd fill a pool and hold you under until the bubbles stopped.

Not as a reminder, just to make it easier to be someone.

If it were possible to use vacuums to remove memories, youd have been thrown away a few years ago. Sitting in a landfill with other disappointments, turning into toxic sludge and polluting the memories around you.

The air would fill with your noxious odor. The clouds would **** you up and rain you out into an ocean where you'd be lost in a sea of fragmented homes.

If I could wrap pain up in a blanket and nurture it back to good health, I'd remind it of what you were never capable of doing. Let it grow old and remind it that it doesn't have to be what it feels, watch it die as happiness you never helped me with.

I shouldn't be bitter but I can't be complete and I wonder if it's because of you or because of what I can't let go. I know my mistakes but of all the terrible things I am…

You're the only part of me I wish I could get rid of.