You’ve never left.
I see you standing there
In front of me in my mind.
My eyes burn
My heart aches
My hands shake
As I light this cigarette
To try and mute the senses.
I am sick of seeing your disembodied face.
I am tired of hearing your whispered voice.
I’m fed up with feeling your phantom touch
Skim across my skin.
Stay out of my head,
Stay out of my dreams,
Why won’t you just leave?
Why won’t I?
Nothing seems to break this,
Not distance, not time,
Because you’ve never left.
But neither have I.

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