My old demons never want to leave me alone. They crept out time after time this week. They keep creeping out even tho I tied to stuff them back time after time right where they belong.
They make me close my eyes and try to remember what it felt like to be a human being back in a previous life. What did her perfume smell like? How did her touch feel? What did it feel like to be close to another human being? I don’t remember what it felt like.
I keep telling myself “Some day”. They always fade with the last light of day.