I said sorry, so please go away.
You’re only a figment of my imagination-
A cruel, crude copy of someone more than 2000 miles away;
But you know too well how to guilt trip me.
Over and over again,
You get into the deepest of my wounds
To remind what happened that day with you.
I did nothing wrong, and the same with you-
(I mean, the real you,)
But I’m having to suffer over and over again at the
Imaginary awkwardness, pain, embarrassment, lonliness that I felt in my head
This helps me and my life zero percent.
I said I’m so sorry. Please accept that and go away.