The Hardest Prison to Escape is your Mind

I Remember

You know, I keep reading this story, and it makes my heart swell. I remember that shit, how love used to feel. How when those lips brushed mine my eye went wide, how that bite on my neck made me freeze, how those hips felt in my hands. I remember how my heart slowed in rhythm but in my head banged loudly, how at any given moment I thought I was going to throw up but it wasn't even that, it was the butterflies singing, the birds chirping, and the lump in my throat that never left. I remember how my whole body ringed and my eyes where always showing how much I loved that girl. My eyebrows would furrow up and the corners of my lips would turn up high, sometimes showing my teeth. I remember how I used to think I'd be no good without her and how I could see myself coming home from work to her dressed in my clothes. When I'd hug her my face would be in her neck breathing in her scent having it stored in my mind for rainy days when I'm sad. I remember how I'd hear my heartbeat in my ears over the words that came out of her beautiful mouth. I just remember the feeling of love and now it feels foreign and I'm scared but I want it again. I just don't know if I'll find a love like that again.