Skitzaphrenic Ramblings Of A Broken Heart

The memories come rushing over me
Just like some movie picture
They were so good while they lasted
But sometimes I have to regret.
Flashbacks seep in front of my eyes
I see it so clearly
I feel the surroundings,
the Passion.
Am I really not there?
I feel your hair in my hands
I see your face looking up at me
My stomach churns to know
That it was so good
But so wrong.
Forbidden yet desired.
Isnt that always how it is
Except for now
Now it's untouchable yet desired
Untouchable
Such a pun of words.
Haha.
Get it?
Untouchable.
Do you still think of us?
That day?
And what happened,
what was,
what could be?
I know I do.
Pathetic, isn't it.
I'm over you
I don't think I like you anymore
But I think I'm still in love.
Just don't tell my mind.
Okay.

I warned you. I have psychological issues. I know it. I have multiple pesonalities. They all have names.(Gwyneth, Cessy, and Kristen) You've all most likely seen all of my three sides and just not known... This is pretty much Cessy remembering, Kristen being sentimental, and Gwyneth being spiritual at first and then getting fed up. I know. I'm insane. But we all go a little crazy sometimes.