Vacate my heart!

I must humbly ask everyone to kindly vacate my heart. I ask you today, for if you don't, things are going to get pretty ugly. I might have to force you out, or worse, I might have to burn the heart itself. This, I mention because I know that the entity that resides in my heart has no relation with the real you. What resides in there is just an impression, an ghost. The ghost is creating a haunting and making my life haunted. Therefore, I ask you, oh ghosts, to leave.

I no longer feel scared of you. You draw all your energy from me. From my body, from the attention I pay to things. Of all things, I pay attention to you, and that is what sustains you. That is the only thing that keeps you alive. In the end I will have to cut off that supply that allows you to exist.

So I am gently asking you to leave. I know you all by your names. I know what you stand for and if I don't, I sure the hell will find out.

I will begin by stopping to pay attention to you to see if you go away silently. If you don't, which I'm almost certain you wont, then I'll have to look at your significance more closely. I will look at your history and why you are important for me. I will address that need, or eliminate it. Then, I will, by looking at you clearly, look through you.

In the end, you, to me only exist because of me. To me, you are just a dream character. Just as insubstantial as my own being.

I don't fear the day you'll go away. My behavior has and always will be the same. In fact, your being in my heart, causes me being out of my original character. I do strange and awkward things then. If you're gone, I can go back to the normal me. The normal me is much better, than the one carrying the burden of you 24/7.

A carnage is coming. My heart is going to burn anyway. If you don't leave, you shall find yourself burnt with my heart. So leave, or don't, you're going anyway. It is just that it would be a lot more pleasant for me if I know you are gone prior to the burning.

Ohh, how will life be after you are gone. I won't miss you for sure. There is no missing you, for there was never a you. Tell me, when I had you in my heart, did you know it? Did you appreciate it? Even if you loved me, how did it ever happen to be of importance to you whether I loved you or not? If someone ever loved me, it wouldn't matter if I loved them back or not. So your existence is of no consequence in the real world. It is only a burden on me, and that's the be-all-end-all of it.

I am unspeakably happy, this day has come. The day I get to be courageous enough to make this declaration. I'm thankful of you're being here till today. I enjoyed the pain, the happiness, the faux-companionship, the crazy delusional thinking, and comfort that I had in your presence. But this moment demands some serious growing up. And no growth can take place without me getting rid of the tumor that you all have become.