I get attached too easily and I hate it. My heart is sticky and latches on to anyone I can imagine a future with - even if it is only a day past today.

I wish removing you didn't take days, or weeks. I wish it didn't constantly hurt like a band-aid being removed. I wish it didn't take pieces of me with it only to end up discarded in the trash, on the curb of a sidewalk. It is an embarrassing reminder to walk past every day. Every passage is a small hope no one realizes the presence of my longing.