RANDOM

It's annoying. My head had been empty and clear before this. I had bee free before I was reminded of you. I was able to do whatever I liked. I could happily let my mind be absorbed in stories and fancies, but now I must think. I must think of you.

You egotistically must occupy my mind and never let me be. You are the ever present phantom breathing down my neck and the shadow always behind me.

I wish you weren't.

Oh, love, let alone. Let alone.