You occupy that space in my heart that time could erase all wounds and facts and knowledge of a past I regret to inform you of, a past I cannot take back no matter how hard I try and how many tears I cry to get rid of that time that I was a child and did not know better and did not fathom my actions and how they would impact me in the future space that I currently occupy, a future space with you, hand in hand, line in line, time and time again, I can’t get you out of my head and out of my heart but I wouldn’t want to, even if I tried so try as I might to not care, I still do because I know you have a time like mine that no longer exists in your headspace but hopefully not in that heartspace and I hate myself for thinking these thoughts that are no good to me, and no good to you, and no good to anyone for at least a three months, but what it comes down to is that as much as I can’t get you out of my head, I can’t get her out either, so I wait for the past to recede and for the future to take control.