i don't miss you but sometimes i think about you when i wake up, or when i make my breakfast and brush my teeth, i don't miss you, but sometimes i think of you when i brush my hair, or when i go on walks, i don't miss you but you're in everything i do....

i don't miss you but sometimes i think about you when i wake up, or when i make my breakfast and brush my teeth, i don't miss you, but sometimes i think of you when i brush my hair, or when i go on walks, i don't miss you but you're in everything i do....

And suddenly it hit me,

Her eyes piercing through my soul, taking captivity of what was once hers. Her ownership took pride of my possession.

I realised how much she despised my rotten corpse once she witnessed who i really was.

It moulded and formed into the shape of my love....

I memorised your hugs,

to the way your jacket makes a squeaky noise when we touch to when your heartbeat fastens when i'm close,

down the the crevice of your jackets side pocket,

i picked out and focused carefully on the detail like i was solving a crossword puzzle, i told me to "cherish every moment" because i knew you'd go back to your selfish ways....

_Not a want for knowledge, but a want for heed._

_A want for love, your love that is. Do you notice the erupting force that compels me into saying these things, you're not saying much._

_Forgive me for not speaking but stuttering my words._

_How do i confess such words i cannot say i truly mean, taking notice of my unrecognisable feelings which for who you've recognised._...