I can't
I can't help the feeling that I still get when I know I will see you, I can't stop the muscles in my stomach from tightening, or my hands from shaking and sweating, I can't help that I am scared, and never know what to expect. You left such a big mark on me, such a deep cut. and although it is scabbed over, if you pick it, it will still bleed. It may seem like I should be fully healed, but I'm not sure if I ever will be. I think I will always dream of you, sometimes good and sometimes bad. You are forever part of me, you shaped the way my life has turned out. I can't help from staring at you when I see you, I can't stop the memories of you're lips on my neck, I can't stop the voices in my head that will tell me that I miss you, I can't resist the urge to punch you. I can't make myself hate you and I never can. although it's been 2 years now, the thought of seeing you sends shivers down my spine. I can't help the tears from ...