it's been 10 days since you left.
it seems like it's been 100.
i don't know what that means.
shouldn't you be gone by now?
from my head, i mean
all i really want is for you
to leave my head.
if you leave my head, i
never have to face you again
because i sure as hell
am not going to seek you out
in real life.
get out.
i mean it, get out.
you're not welcome here
a single second longer.