this sucks

you are gone. you are gone. you are gone. you didn't want me you never wanted me

but you're never going to leave.

you are in me, you are the feeling of pressing on a bruise,
the feeling of choking on water. you are my heartbeat
when it's going fast, you are my long nails scratching up my
hips. you would be the rain if it wasn't winter, but for now you are the nasty winds
on my face. you are the freezing cold steering wheel.

i just want to be rid of you but you're never leaving, are you?