Breathe

I am going away
from the clutch of your thoughts
to breathe,
to figure life as it was
before u came into mine.

I am going away
to get off your drug
of intoxication
before one more whiff blows my way.

I am going away
to cleanse myself
of every touch and mark
you left behind.

I am going away
to bury every memory
that we created.

I am going away
to figure me and the whole as I was
before I met you.

I am going away
before i find your name
entangled with mine till I can’t tell
where I began and where you end.

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