You're kind of gross. You act like you own the place while making everyone around you uncomfortable. You don't realize you don't belong, because you keep coming back, month after month. Your knocks on the door bring shudders down my spine. I hide under the covers from you, I pretend you're not around as I soak in the bath.
But, you're hard to ignore. You affect my whole day, for days! It's very irritating, let me assure you. Sometimes you give me aches, just by being around. Mostly you give me headaches before you even show up. Just the notion of your arrival days away causes an implosion behind my eyes. I don't want to stay in the house but I don't want to leave, no matter what I do you follow me.
You think you're good to me, that you know best. I understand why you think that. But seriously, get over yourself.
© Ash Huntley
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