Most days, I hope you've stopped reading.
It might make you feel better when all you do is make me feel worse.
And I have written word upon word to make sense of things but they're still a mess and I haven't even found where to begin the end.
I'm past the point of thinking you might change your mind so I'm trying to change mine.
You know though, you have that way of dragging me back in.
I'm just hoping I can quit you. I really hope I can.