i turn the corner hopeing you'll be gone, but there you are. your so much faster then me, your there and then your gone. i slam the door shutting you out, but there you are. i know your breath along my skin, moving slowly, taking joy in everything. i close my eyes and pretend that your gone, but there you are. i go to school and go to work as if your not waiting for me at home. as if your just a sick game inside my head, i push you away and smile and laugh. i tell myself you'll leave and move on but when i come home your there. i feel the way you grab me and pull back as i pull away. you throw me up against a wall and whispher "it's time to play". ive learned now each day, that, you only get more excited when i cry and beg for you to go away. so i stand there, and when you push me on the ground i lay there. i hold back as much as i can but it hurts and i try to fight but you grab my hands, an hour later you get up and stand, you pick me up and carry me to bed, tuck me in and say i love you baby, go to sleep, it makes the pain go away. i cry for hours and listen to you breate. i fall asleep and dream your gone that the cops finally freed me of you. i wake up at 6 ready to start my day, happy your gone. but then i look over and see, that there you are. lyeing perfectly next to me.