"What, or should I say who?"

Promise me you'll never hurt me again

Then we could stop being just friends

When you are in front of her

Don't you think it's funny how

Even when I ask not to hear about her,

I still do

Nothing can erase you from my mind

Not distance

Not absence

Not hurt

Not the sense you are gone

But for reasons I know not of,

You keep me hanging on

Like a sick mind game

You keep that shred of hope

Lodged deep down

Like the cry from my throat

No matter how many poems I write

Random people I tell

Friends I talk to

I just can't define

What's really, or should I say whom?

Is on your mind