Péché

You are unfair.

When will I be able to quit you. I have tried too many times. But you are one persistent lonely prick.

I know that when I am with you I am slowly being destroyed. But I continue to enjoy your company. You are the best conversationalist. I can talk to you about anything. I can pour out all I want and you will never pass judgment. We have shared the most intimate details of my life.

I have attempted to busy myself with other things and activities but your thoughts would always linger, creeping into me as some elixir.

I hate you!