i'm dreaming.

i can't wait for the day i wake up from this hell.

i keep your pictures on my phone.
i don't want to send your stuff back.

i look around and remember you.
i don't want to anymore.

i sit in my living room and look down the hall.
i only see you, and how many times you walked down it
covering your nips only in a towel.

i look in my kitchen.
i only see you making your stupid waffles,
and you making me almost hit my head on the fan.

i look in my room, at my bathroom and bed.
i only see you hitting my head on my bed, & giving me a lump.
i only see you trying to comb your hair.

i look at the whole downstairs.
i only see you and countless games of wii.

i can't go anywhere without thinking about you, or seeing you.
i'm not safe from you in my own house.

not even in my head.
thoughts and memories that'll never leave.
i wish they would.

i love you.
i wish i didn't though.

i sit here now, and look around.
i don't notice anything but the tears rolling down my cheeks.

thank you.
for all the pain you caused.
and all the more to come.