Dear F...

Please stop.
In my head, in my ears and in my heart, CAN YOU PLEASE STOP?!
I need you to stop so that I don't have to tear open myself and let you out. I don't wana feel you, I don't wana think that you ever existed. I want every bit of you gone before I realize your presence at all. This isn't like the end of the world; no, that would be so much better. This is like being stuck inside, unable to escape till I bow in denial make myself believe I'm not here at all. I don't want you to be the reason for me to bow down. I don't know how I ended up with you, I don't see the beginning but I sure as hell want you to end. Stop taking over me, stop making me feel this way. Just stop.
I feel like I know just one single way to make this happen. I don't think the risk is bothering me now.. This one chance that I have, I will take it because that is how bad I want you to stop. I don't think I care about the risk now just simply because I may not get this chance again. I'm taking that risk.
So STOP.
Yearning to not be yours,
Dudey.