sometimes I wrap a blanket around my broken soul, and it reminds me of how I used to dream of your embrace, then I take the blanket off because the dreams come rushing back, when I've tried so hard to get rid of them. I would keep loving you, but it's become so painful that I needed to let you go. sometimes letting go is hard, other times not so much. letting you go has proven to be one of the hardest things I'll endure, but I'm getting through it, little by little. its taken me awhile to get it through my head that you aren't mine anymore, and that was one of the hardest parts. ridding my mind of the thought of you was also hard, and I'm working on it. there's so much to try and push out of this steel trap I call my mind, and I'm not sure how much longer I can take the pain. and even though you have no desire to come back, there's a spot in my heart for you. feel free to ruin me again, because it would be an absolute pleasure having my heart, mind, and soul broken by you, yet again.