Goosebumps arose on my skin,
the hairs stood on my neck.
the moment I heard your voice,
And felt the chill of your breath.
I felt the bile rise up,
and tears prick my eyes.
Stay strong, I thought,
you promised you wouldn't cry.
I hate that you hold such power,
that your presence alone makes me sick.
That you were everything I hadn't hoped for,
but more than I could ever wish.
You weren't perfect,
far from it actually.
Yet, through my rose-colored glasses, perfection was all I could see.
The crooked smiled that you would flash,
forever embedded in my brain.
The remembrance of your laugh,
driving me insane.
I had to turn on my heel,
to look upon your face.
To make sure your were real,
that you wouldn't fade away.
Your dark amber eyes,
colored with regret.
You reached out your hand,
like the day we first met.

- the one who just wanted to forget