Just a Figment of my Imagination

I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be thinking of you.

You shouldn’t be in my mind anymore. You shouldn’t be entering my dream ever so often.

You shouldn’t be bothering my mind every waking hour, making me think you’re still reachable.

You shouldn’t be there in my head, but somehow my mind kept you there.

Is there a reason why memories hurt? Is there a reason why you can’t leave my mind and heart despite everything?

I shouldn’t be dwelling in the thoughts of you but here you are, in my dream, whispering you’ll always be here.

I shouldn’t even be writing this but here you are in my thoughts again.

you’re here in my mind.

But I know for certain, you’re now just a figment of my imagination.