Stupid Pain

Why must you stick with me?
You’re like an annoying bug that won’t go away.
I miss the happiness I use to have.
When it comes back, even briefly,
It’s like meeting an old friend.
Then it leaves and you are here again.
Like the annoying fly that buzzes around,
Looking for a place to land but then going after the lights.
I’d rather break all ties with people then to continue,
Feeling this god-awful pain.
Maybe one day it will be covered up by the coldness,
Of the unseen snow.