I need to get over you, I don’t even know how I got here.
Seems impossible to be anywhere elsewhere
‘Cause this impulse is entirely instinctual
Don’t misconstrue my meaning; it’s not merely physical
Everything you are, even the aspects that confuse:
Every opinion, Every action, Every defect,
Everything you are and nothing you are not
You are my paradigm of perfect.
But it doesn’t matter because I need to get over you.
Leave those attachments far behind…
So many opportunities to forget must be a sign.
Maybe it was all in my mind,
Exaggerating the reality until you were divine.
Aren’t Gods supposed to be omniscient?
You certainly seem to be everywhere,
Although mostly in my heart.
The one that needs to get over you.