I have to stop talking to you

About you

With you

I have to empty my mind.

I want to stop loving you now.

Loving is not the right word.

I am trying.

I am not succeeding.

Please go.

Because somewhere deep

Subconsciously, maybe

I keep yearning

To be with you

Instead of alone.

Alone is not the right word.

You are every bad habit on earth

You are a lit cigarette

You are shots of cheap vodka

You are wasted time

You are a horse beaten after death

And the more I think

About how much I don’t want you

The more I realize

That I’m still thinking about you

Chasing my tail.

So I have to stop seeing you

I have to stop talking to you

About you

With you

I have to empty my mind

I Smoke Cigars now.

I Drink Whiskey now.

I’m not her anymore.

Please stay away.

I’m trying.

I’m not succeeding

I need to remove

A malignant tumor

You.

I will always love you.

Love is not the right word-

And I hate me for it.

Please leave.

So I can get up the courage

Subconsciously, maybe

To move on.