The nightmares never seem to go away. You left my dreams for a month. You let me breathe, let me sleep. But last night you came back to haunt me again, and I woke up with that sick feeling in the bottom of my stomach. And then the nausea followed, and the pain, like a knife stabbing into my intestines. 

I just want to be free from you. Is that too much to ask?

I haven't even seen you in a week now, but my brain had memorized your voice, your eyes, your face, the way you laugh, and all of your nervous habits. I've perfected you in my mind, and you won't go away.