Everywhere I turn, I slam into memories of you.
They pop up like brick walls, creating a maze out of my life.
I can't find the way out, I can't escape.

Each morning, the toothbrush you left in my bathroom,
adds a new **** to my chest. The scar tissue tells the
tale of the many hours we wasted in laughter and in bed.

Each afternoon, the book you left on my shelf,
hits me like a nasty right hook, as I collapse on the couch.
The same place where you once kissed me so tenderly,
I swore could feel the happiness dripping from my pores.

Each evening, the liquor you left in my kitchen
slides down my throat like fire. It engulfs my
esophagus in flames, when my mind refuses
to forget the night you brought it over,
and danced with me in front of the stove.

I can't escape,
I miss you too much.