I couldn't lie– I'd thought about it.

Dreamt of it.

Was forced to count my regrets because of it.

Longed for it,

Lusted after it– I felt I had lost my mind because of it.

Hated myself for falling for it!

But now,


I am away from it.

It's been months–

Haven't seen it,

I never speak of it.

I think I may actually be over it.

That, or it's hidden somewhere deep inside…