Right.

This haunting is something that I've been aware of for some time, but is it acceptable for me to push it away now as I know who I am and that you are nothing I want to be? I know the answer, though you never will.I've cut you out of my life, no longer connected via these now severred twitching nerves.
You. But not me.
Love. But not tolerate.
I will not.
And you will not be allowed.
I have finished,
This was a choice that was never yours.
But it will haunt me.
Yes someday I'll cry for you.
But I'll cry for the human.
The affection.
The love.
The things that I wanted from you,
but never the things you offered.
I will forget the neglect.
The pain
The bruise
The red
The tears
The marks...
The dragging across my skin
And those are your ghosts
may you fix yourself
You have no part of me
I have
ALL of me.