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!
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…