you are out

after five long years of trying to be nice to you, and not succeeding, partly because you are so snooty as to reject my simple attempts at conversation, harmless, how-do-you-do types, you are finally out of my life. and thank god for that. now i give up the ghost..the ghost of want that merges in stillness and in pain with images, memories of you. i have finito, kaput, that's it. today i am deleting your number from my phone, from memory. as of today you don't exist. go find your solace somewhere else. i am free. free of the ghoulish you, you who preyed on my wants and desires for longer than anybody at any point of time. so long and thanks for all the fish!