Slow down.

Listen to this, then you'd be able to understand the emotions running through my mind, while I type them out.

and I find myself, listening to this, when I miss you. When pictures of our kiss comes up, of our intimate moments. Soft and gentle, although a faded memory, a wonderful one. Yet, I know that we weren't made for each other. Why do I still hold on to us? Why won't I let this pain go away? Why do I insist on letting it ruin me? Everything's so new, every day I discover new feelings, a first for everything. I'm drawn to pain, i'm drawn to this pain. It hurts, and now i'm finally saying it, it really, really hurts so badly. No tears seem to fall anymore though, but i'm constantly crying on the inside...