Sometimes I think about you
in the darkness of my room.
I shouldn't.
My girlfriend would get upset,
come to find you and wring your neck

She would break your bones
and throw you in the sea.
Because you see,
I still long for you...

No.

I realized that my feelings are wrong
about you.
You kept me trapped
under your "Icy" rule.
(So much for being vague
making you seeing an old name?)

I was hidden in my room,
away from my family.
They mattered more than you ever did.
You just never understood.

I've given up on you.
Unfollow. Remove. Unfriend.
I'm glad we got to know each other.

But my feelings have changed.

I'm glad to be Without You.

Early morning tea

Midday knitting

Afternoon chats

Late night thoughts

Blogging about nothing

Talking about the future of my life

And what I should do

Without you