You were speaking but the words had no sound.
I feel eveything as if the bad was little more then nothing.
As if the past became the future.
As if it was that first day again.
That first touch.

I miss you more then anything.
I just want to be alone.
Wounds don't heal if you keep opening them up.
Please..
Somebody..
I need a bandaid..

Tonight the gauz will be all im place but it will not matter.
I will pick the wound a final time.
I dosn't take alot to bleed out.
Just a memory.