sometimes I crash into you, headfirst
pieces of you appear
a never ending desire, a thirst
stealing away my cheer
a streak of emotion
a shadow in the corner of my thoughts
a whirlwind of precaution
a trail of painful "connect the dots"
frequently caught in an unsuspecting place
like wrapped in another's embrace
or daydreaming off into space
music can almost always conjure your face
this heavy wall of memories
surrounding, suffocating, taunting
never knew that loving you
could be so haunting
the shame of admitting
that after all this time
you are still capable
of wreaking havoc on my mind
-SaraKate
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