Why are you still on my mind, after all these years? You broke me, left me stranded. I suffered, but I rebuilt myself and my life. I moved on, and I found real happiness.
So then why are you still around in my head, beating on the inside of my mind? Is it mere curiosity at what you've become? Is it because I cared about you so much at one point, that I always wonder what roads you traveled?
Sometimes people come into your life and they leave a mark. That mark can be awful. That mark can be beautiful. Often, the mark is both. Just because thoughts linger doesn't mean a thing. It only means that mark remains.
So I'll sit here with my thoughts. I'll let them go. I'll let them wander. They may return to me, and they may not, but my life now is something you helped to make. I can't imagine life being better with you.