Distant echoes of past relations reverb through my mind. 10 years and counting. And yet, here you are, in my mind, refusing to leave. Sweet nothings, whispered in your embrace. Scent of you. Now distant I-love-yous. As if time didn't really pass. Like a fly in your soup, you make me feel unwanted. Not cherished. Like a joke at my expense. Fly in your soup. Joke at my expense. Lightbulb and fly. Circling around, getting no closer to warmth. Cold light, no warmth. And still, here I fly. Like a fly in your soup, you make me feel unwanted. Not cherished. Like a joke at my expense. Like a fly in your soup, you rejected my presence. And your memory shines, like a cold lightbulb, in my mind. Like a joke at my expense Like a joke at my expense
