tell me where you are, for I sought the darkest of nights, swimming through memories I wish never kept, never happened. I wish this wasn't happening. That you are but a blunt memory, recurrently sharpened as a memory, a memory and a nightmare I no longer wish to know. I don't want to be your memory, I am not a memory.
for you are always in my dreams, as if you will haunt me forever. but I know this, I know you do not wish to haunt me, it is me that haunts myself. for you no longer wish to keep me, yet I refuse.
let go, my faint heart. I wish.