why are you here

why are you still standing in my subcranium. i need a life, if you dont leave i wont get one. i was told i need to get over you. i agree that what they said was true. but i cant get you out. when i think of you i out. im saying in my head " the day i see him is the day i dread. come on, i need over you. go, get out youre not my boo. at least not any more" and then i crawl to the door. i bet it to open its the door i need to pass if you dont get to me first this is our last. goodbye for now.