You know that person whom haunts you? Who sticks in your mind with every move. Who causes you to jump for silly reasons? Who took part of your soul without realizing you're now damaged. Who still thinks you are friends, when he can be defined as a rapist? Who is friends with their rapist? You grin and bear as he speaks, this is public and you must be polite, even jovial. He hasn't seen you in a year, doesn't know how you've changed, doesn't know when you're tense beneath the humor.
He is the reason you never got to parties. He is the reason you are thankful for the Iraq War. He is the reason you hope for suicide bombers.
He represents the past you hide from. You grin and laugh and think that your shrink would be so proud of you, but you just want to run. Run far away where he can't find you and will leave you to his ghost haunting.
