I hate these constant memories...even in moments when nothing is really triggering me, but they keep playing in my head like a movie where the stop button is broken....
His face, the way he was missing one part of his finger on his right hand., the smell of his breathe on me.... its all playing my head...
the tears are burning behind my eyes, and my stomach is in knots but if you saw me face to face today...i would put on the smile, to somehow make you believe that im ok...
BUT THE TRUTH IS IM NOT AND I WONDER IF I EVER WILL BE!!
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