Why can’t you let me go?
Why haunt the corridors of my mind?
Corridors you’ve long ago, left behind
Our past has been ancient history
I worked on forgetting and accepting
On facing ghosts that had been haunting
You do not love me, can’t you see?
You’re in love with the idea, the thought
Invested emotions, all for naught
***Razbliuto is Russian for the sentimental feeling you have about someone you once loved but no longer do