Please go.

I haven't had contact with you in 8 months.
Yet your echo resonates in my mind daily, as reliant and consistent as a morning alarm.
I go about my day hoping it's the last I think of you - the promises you made me and the sincerity of it all.
I go about my day knowing it's a type of insanity to think about you daily when 8 months have passed.
I don't want this insanity anymore.
But I don't know how to accept it and get you to leave. It's not even you, it's just the you my mind created you to be. And though I logically know that, my heart is having so much trouble letting you (or the shadow of you) go.
Please go.
©thelivingghost