It's been months since I looked you in the eyes but I still remember every wrinkle when you'd smile. It's been what feels like centuries since I brushed my fingers against your skin but I still remember every little freckle and every time I try to tell myself I'm okay with this , memories of the time we spent together seem to seep into my mind leaving me numb. I'm scared that I'll never get to feel true happiness again and part of me wants to be sad forever so I won't have anything to lose. Truthfully I'd rather live a completely miserable life than ever try to rebuild a home inside a human being.