When I close my eyes, your blue ones stare back at me.

When I dare to breathe, I can still feel the weight of your chest crushing mine.

When I shiver in the middle of the night, I remember the rush of your skin.

When something makes my heart beat fast, I'm brought back to the times you got my heart to break out of my ribcage.

Please get out of my dreams.

I can't stand the comforting smell of your cheek.

Science says that every seven years, each cell in your body is completely new.

Nowadays I'm afraid that I will never be able to claw every last trace of you out of my veins.