Souvenir’s of the Mind #1

Even in your absence, I feel you. I see you cross the parking lot like a panther, ready to pounce on me. Did you not know, I was terrified? And you??? long did it take for you to realize, I was a messed up girl? Come on, now. I’m decompensating, but I’m at peace with it. I drink too much, smoke too much, and hide behind books and college degrees, but I’m just fucking nuts…I know this!
Did it take a total of 45 seconds, every time you walked through my door, to have me half undressed, and moaning? On the table, the chair, the couch, my bed…you slept inside my head!!!
I don’t know, for sure, if you just live inside my tortured brain, or you are real. I think I just wanted you so badly, it didn’t matter.
At this point in my life, the last thing would be for me to think I would obsess over anything as much as I have you. It’s a sickness! Can’t live with or without it. What to do? What to do????? 


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