Dreams

Every night, for the past two years, when I didn't have a nightmare, I dreamed with my boyfriend... Every night, for the past two years, when I don't have a nightmare, I dream with my ex-boyfriend.
Why? Why do we get so fucking attached? Why can't we just move on and not feel any pain? It should be easier. Or at least, it should be hard for both parts.

I don't want to see you again.
I don't want to think about you.
I don't want to dream of you holding me in your arms, the same arms that are holding someone else right now.
I don't want to feel your kisses in my dreams and wake up craving them. I don't want none of that.

Enough with the butterflies, I can't bare them anymore, they make me feel like I almost throw up. They make me sick now, you make me sick. You make me hate you, why do you do that? Why do you have to be like this? Just make up your mind already.

Enough with your games, it's over for me. You were to one to say it, but I'm putting the line here. No more crying, I've got enough of that too.

Please, leave me alone, Please go away. Please stop. Please, stop invading my mind. Please, stop saying you miss me. Please, stop saying you love me. Stop it. Stop saying you don't want to be "just friends", stop saying you've "moved on", stop saying you want me.

Make up your fucking mind.