My words are yours. My self is yours. Tell me: how can I ever go back to the time before? Before you told me everything you knew about me – a list of things I did not even know.
I need to be myself again. But how can I be when one day without you feels so wrong that my skin crawls and my head and heart ache? How can it be? And how can I become? Me?
There is only one way: I need to leave. I need to detox. I need to get over this addiction. I need to forget. You.