Your words remain in my head longer than they are supposed to be there. They make home in my sub conscious self. They stay there like geometrical patterns, too easy to understand but closed and isolated. I try so hard to let go of them but they keep coming back to me like an old friend, a friend that does not fit into my life anymore. They challenge my intrepid thoughts and naive instinct. They shut me off to new beginnings and judgements, they make me go in circles around them. They’re clingy and they make me wonder if I want them at all but they won’t leave on my command, at least not until they debilitate my ability of making right decisions.