Love still. . .

I think of you every minute of every day, the past is real, but it wont heal, i try to press on and look to the future, but im just putting myself threw torture, i cant let go of you, i cant forget your face, i cant forget your touch, it hurts so much, i wanna let you know how much i love you, how i care for you, but i cant all thats coming out of my mouth is air, if there was one way i could show you what i was going threw it'd be to show you my arm and all the harm the flood of blood running down my wrist like a smashing fist.