teleport

I hate to keep coming back to you. You haunt my dreams like an unhealthy affair. Nothing’s changed for the better, but you changed me for good. I build my walls up because I don’t want another like you. I’m afraid to take the risks because I am running on borrowed time. Going home means so much to me, but also so much of you. We’re a lethal mix bordering on the thing I shun the most — love and affection. There’s the deserving and the undeserved. We’ll always be in the same circle no matter how hard or fast I run. You plague the phone calls whenever I switch on my vulnerability. It seems like we’re playing a game with push and pull but like chasing pavements, I am tired. I’m exhausted to my bones. Maybe I can deal with this tomorrow, or never. The best solution is to erase you, but it’s difficult because so much of me was you. That said, I am without you now. And I don’t need nightmares to remind me of what was once there. You were the pain and the aid, but now, I hope to just keep you as a scar.

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