Move. Me.

I have to feel

I have to be 

             moved

I hear you

Sometimes I feel you in my dreams. Haunting, creeping around like a thief in the night.

You only want one thing,

Me.

I can destroy you. You know I know how.

No one else holds that power, you've never let them.

I was worth it, I was worth the complexity of it all.

You lost it. You fucking lost all of it.

Your mind.

Your sanity. The thing that kept you most grounded,

Me.

Drifting aimlessly. Showered in sheer unintelligent conversation.

Fake follows you. Unavoidable.

You feel it now.

I'm sorry.

I hate to make you think of things that you avoid. 

I'm sorry to bring you back to reality.

I won,

You've never lost.

Never again will you make that mistake,
because

you can't.