Bed bug

You hunt me in my dream like a bed bug at night. I kept asking God why? I keep praying for it to stop. For me to stop seeing you in my dreams. For you to be erased in my memories. I don't want to remember you anymore let alone dream of you. Last night's dream you want to talk to me and I just ignored you. But you were there. The fact that you are in my dreams with those intensions are clear that I am not over you, over us. But I can't keep moving forward if I will be dreaming of you always. It'll hold me back, it will spark a hope not just in my mind to overthink, but also on my heart. It'll open up the wounds of my heart that will yearn to have you back. And I don't want that, I want to move on, I want to start again, find and rebuild myself. But if this is a test, or the universe is playing with me, I will stand firm and have faith that everything will be better. That everything is being taken care of by God. I won't let the bed bug bite me, because I know, deep inside my heart, no matter what dream I'll have,  what scenarios my mind would think of, I know that you're not coming back anymore, that when the words you don't love me anymore left your mouth, those were the words of your heart and you mean it word by word. So no, I won't let those spark of hope destroy my process of moving on. I can't and I won't let that happen.