All because of a picture. Your comments, your statements, your friends, my friends. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I’ve tried blocking you out of my life as best as possible. Maybe I did it to try to get your attention. See if you’ve noticed and care. But then there are those fate-induced moments, where you spring back into my life. Making sure I can’t move on. You are my personal burden to carry. My personal reminder of everything I did wrong and everything I lost. I just want to tell you something:
Stay the hell away from me, but not too far away.