i thought writing about you
would get you
out of my head.

writing down negative words
to describe you,
to make me angry
at you.

i wanted to force my anger
so i would get over you.

i want you out of my head.

i want you and your stupid eyes
out of my goddamn head.

the funny thing is,
we don’t speak anymore
we probably never will again.

everyone told me to take a chance,
to confess.
it worked.
for about ten minutes.

those were the best ten minutes of my life.
thank you for those ten minutes.

i still want you out of my head.

-forgetting you isn’t working