Day 22

Just a few years ago my teacher taught me that it takes only 21 days to break a bad habit. 

21 days and maybe I'll be able to break all the bad habits that formed the day you decided I wasn't worth it.

21 days and maybe my skin will heal from all the times I've scratched it raw as if trying to escape from inside. 

21 days and maybe I'll stop sleeping at 3am because my mind decided 10pm was too early to take a break from repeating your name. 

21 days and maybe the smoke suffocating my lungs will clear and instead be filled with his breath of fresh air. 

21 days and maybe I'll stop skipping 2nd period in attempt to avoid seeing your miserable face with that lovely smile.

21 days and maybe the bottom of this red cup will stop being the only thing I can recall from the night before. 

21 days and maybe I'll break all these bad habits that formed because I believed you the day you said I wasn't worth it. 

But loving someone who was only toxic to me was my worst habit of all.  And it's day 22 but I'd still always run back to you.