get away from me, hug me tight

I thought about you for a few hours last night, spent half of it crying. I thought about the color of your eyes and the way you laugh, I threw up. not because those things are bad but because thinking about you, thinking about what you said to me it doesn't fit, doesn't make sense. someone like you wouldn't say the things that you said. I want to peel my skin off and scrub it clean I want to take the smell of you out of my house I want to take your touch off of my hands I want to take your face off of my brain I want to take your eyes off of my heart I want to take your name from my lungs I want to take your laugh from my ears I want to take your words from my eyes. I want you gone or maybe I want you, too much.