What You Did to Me

The ashes of your memories
will always be there
always bringing back that charm you once had
that no one else seemed to see
but me.
Your touch is close, but not close enough
barely able to feel between my fingertips
I cry so desperately to have back.
To hold once again
to love.
But that's gone.
Love is gone.
Now I am on war mode..
only to bleed out the anxiety of true loves second kiss.
Your hold on me grows deeper as days past
and I remember how much I wish to see you..
Pushing back on the slight Idea to want you
I freak...
I cry..
I break.
I die ..
fumbling to the last words that tumbled from your lips to me..
I repeat them over and over in my head
wishing they were different,
not goodbye, but hello.