that feeling when you loose something that was never yours, but you somehow feel free. It hurts, but sort of like that hurt when you have a bite and you scratch untill your skin goes red, untill it burns and bleeds. but it feels so much better then when it was left aching. That's what you were. A scratch that needed scratching. I miss you. No, scartch that. I miss the idea of you. I don't think i ever wanted you. I just never had anything, anyone that fell for me. I liked the feeling. To much i think.