u/Aggravating_Rise2857

I told myself I was finished with you.

Finished spending sleepless nights thinking about you. Finished replaying the lies you told me as if they meant something real. I convinced myself that if I stopped seeing you, it would hurt less than staying and watching everything fall apart between us.

But somehow, even after all the pain, even after all the trauma I endured—I still find myself returning to you.

When the world goes silent—when the birds stop chirping and owls coo—there’s nothing left to distract me. Your name slips into my mind as if it still belongs there. As if you never truly left.

No matter how hard I try to push you away, you remain.

Not in front of me. Not beside me.

But in my thoughts—where I can’t escape you.