Disappearing

You keep finding me in the darkest corners of your mind.
Don’t be afraid to turn on the lights,
I’m still waiting for you to come back to me.

Although,
maybe if I finally disappear,
you would be forced to look for me somewhere else.
Everywhere else.

Because I can’t be the one searching all the time.

I guess I should disappear more often.
Now I just need a good place to go to when I do it.
Too bad I can’t fully disappear when every location
has your memory printed in it.

But I don’t lose faith,
there must be some space left in this city that is free of you.
Perhaps, it could be a new place that feels like home.