go back to the mist

Go back to the mist from whence you came.
Go back to that ancient realm
where everything is energy
and you are simply
an unimagined dream;
the non-existence before conception;
merely potential,
and nothing more.

Go back to being what cannot touch me,
what cannot thrill me,
what cannot leave me,
what cannot hurt me.
I do not want you anymore.
And this confession
is not an invitation
for you to show up at my door
as is your habit
each time I try to break free.
You only ever reveal yourself to me
as the most forbidden of fruits,
so tell me,
how on earth can I possibly accept you?

You always leave me,
and you leave me with no options.
It doesn’t matter what I do-
I can only lose.
I can’t play these stupid games anymore,
and though you may be
my life’s greatest muse,
I feel right now
I’d be better off without you.

So go back to the mist from whence you came.
Release me
and let me find happiness
without you dictating where it will be.

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