I miss you.

Your voice repeats in the back of my head. Your touch now a distant memory. I remind myself, you are not mine, you were never mine.
I remind myself - you can’t lose what was never yours - but I feel as if I have been stripped of my most prized possession. I miss the sweet nothings you'd mutter, I miss the way you spoke. The thought of you pains me yet I continue to think of you. I cannot bring my mind to a halt. Memories of you and I flood my mind as I fear that I may forget you. But how could I forget you. I brush my fingers across my chin the same way you once did. I still feel the grooves of your fingertips. I am heavy. The weight of sorrow and sadness flow through me like a raging stream, crashing, and breaking me down from within. Every inch of my skin craves for yours. I am numb. I guess this is goodbye. You were the one who showed me how to love myself. You lit a ever-burning flame within. You will linger forever in my heart. I miss you. Oh god do I ******* miss you.

I had you. I lost you. I miss you.

You will burn forever in me.