Escaping from you.

     The more I try to escape from your chains
The tighter  they become.
I walk the world thinking about not thinking of you,
And yet there is always something that reminds me.

Pop ups of you, here and there and everywhere,
Messes up with my mind.
I'm not supposed to  remember you here, this is my "safe place" away from the thoughts of you.

But here you are.
In a  abstract form.
Absent and present in the same realm.