I have always known your feelings would someday fade

But don't know how to be just words scrawled sloppily on the back of a notebook too light to make out in No. 2 pencil

An entertaining fantasy
Not entertaining enough to commit to

I did not know that you would stick to my heart like your skin is made of super glue

To live one day free from the knowledge of your existence chaining my wilted blossoms to this bare room of sadness is the sliver of sunshine I desire more than anything else in life

But image appears vividly again and again