you walked through the door and my entire body filled with butterflies. you had forever in your eyes, and love in every touch you made.
as I whisper "I love you", you anwser me with a smile and an "I love you, too."
and as you kisses my lips, and run your fingertips across my skin, energy goes through every bone I have. and slowly, you put my shattered heart back together. just like you put a puzzle back together as soon as you take it out the box; piece by piece.
but, little did I know that I would soon begin to torture myself with the memory of December 31st. and little did I know that our kisses would be memories burning in my mind and that your touch would linger so long, after you've gone.
and while I try to find my old self again, I realize that my love for you is still as burning red as it was that December night. but, along with this. I come to the agonizing realization that your love for me is as faint as the scars I have on my body, from when you broke me that January night.