poem #7

At night I dream of you 

During the day I wish I would stop dreaming 

It does nothing but hurt me 

It does nothing but make me want to cry like a child 

My mind seems unable to rid itself of you 

Of your presence 

Of the love it somehow feels for you 

Even after everything 

I often wish I had never met you at all 

I wish it didn’t rain that day 

I wish I didn’t need a raincoat 

I wish I didn’t turn around to thank you 

Every night before I sleep I pray my mind will forget you 

Every night I also pray I will dream of you

Dream that you never left 

Dream that I didn’t make you leave

My mind is my own worst enemy 

My mind misses the one person it shouldn’t 

It misses a bad memory 

And it just wants to relive it