Sometimes, many times I think I’m almost over you. I think I can move on. I think I can find someone to love and have them love me back. But then, we talk and I see you smile that ****** smile. I see The way your whole face lights up and your eyes twinkle with mischief. The sardonic wit and the kindness buried underneath all your hurt. And then I’m stuck again Stuck loving you. Stuck seeing that ****** smile.