Mine

I want my favorite songs back, quotes back, favorite books back, my time back, I want my heart back. I want to dye my hair and take hot showers to shed layers of skin that you have touched. I want the images of my naked body burned from your mind and I want my soul to be clean and my heart to feel pure. I want my innocence back, I want to rid these past few months of the black taint of love because I now know just how lethal it can be. I want to be free of these invisible chains that hang around my feet and my heart, I want to take back the careless control you have over my mind. I want to run far away and repair the cracks in my heart. I want to sweep up the pieces that I have to call myself and start over. I want all of my things back and if I had the chance I would never open my heart again because this pain is unavoidable and all consuming and I'm losing myself. I want my pride back and I swear I'll never let myself be vulnerable again. I want my things to be mine again.