I told myself that once you left that I would forget about you. Physically you were gone but mentally you were always with me. The coldest part of the night I would feel you brush up against me, followed by a sudden disappointment when I was remind that you don't lie here anymore. At times your scent lingers on my clothes from the times we would relax together but the scent leaves quickly, sometimes faster than you.
The worst of all is when I hear you call my name out or say I love you because I'm reminded it was all just a big lie. I just want my mind to stop playing games on me.