Disappear.

Seems to me, I find you everywhere I go.
I wish you knew.
How much you are still linked to me.
I find you in stories, words, songs and memories.
So please,
I am screaming on the top of my lungs:
Stop haunting me, stop searching me in everything.
Please disappear from my thoughts.
I need to move on.
Totally, this time now.
I need to find myself again, I need to cut you off.
I need to break all links with you.
Because I need to find out who I truely am without you, who I truely was before you without you.