Can't you please just leave me be for one night? Rain check? IOU? I have things to do tomorrow and all you're doing is keeping me from the sleep I so desperately need. I've been trying to shut you out all day but for some reason, you always scream at me the loudest at night. I've done so well.... But progress isn't real until there's no threat of regression. I wish I could just fall asleep for years and wake up cured. Cured of you and all you stand for. Rid of everything that reminds me of you. You're the best/worst friend I've ever had. Always comfort me when I'm down, always eat me alive when I'm not. We can't keep doing this dance forever. One of us has to be eliminated and I have no intentions of it being me. Sometimes I'm the writer and you're the pen, but more often than not, it feels like it's the other way around. I want to write the end to your story instead of what you've got planned for me. Maybe in the future I'll look back on our time together and smile because it'll be a distant memory of who I once was.... Until then, may I take this dance?
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