•Longing is but a false illusion of the heart.
Missing drove me insane, sanity was senseless.
What i longed for was the idea of you. The idea of us. The idea of life at its purest, so I guess loving was nothing but me wanting the impossible and you calling it futures reality when all we had was yesterday.
Stop haunting me, leave my mind alone. I don't miss you I just miss the phantom, one that was never yours.
Longing is but a lie told by myself to myself, hoping I'd forget all the misery I've felt because of you, towards you, for you. Please get out of my thoughts, your memories sicken me. Detached from reality and oh so close to pure, heartbreaking fantasy.
I wish I never met you, of course that's impossible. For what would I be if you weren't to be ?
Missing, nothing but lies to soften.
Longing ? Just leave me alone.•
