I wish I could remember the way your mouth tastes
or how your touch felt on my scorching skin.
But for the life of me,
I have forgotten.
Just how for the life of you,
you have forgotten me.

Well here I am
once again.
Sitting here at 3 A.M.
And there's no escape
to the way I feel.
No escape to the way
you made me feel.
You haunt me
in every possible way.