I honestly have no idea what I want. Seeing you again makes my head hurt. My soul aches to touch yours, to be close again. I don’t know if I want that to happen, because it just means in a few weeks I’ll be cradling my broken heart again, and I don’t know if I can fix it. I don’t know what I need or what I want or what I should do.
All I know is that when you looked at me with those big brown eyes, you had my love and you were never going to give it back.
For the loved and the lost