Stop coming back into my life.
Whenever I forget about you, someone has to tell me about you
or I see you and it seems like some of the feelings never left.
Stop reminding me of the little things I loved about you.
Stop standing in a way where I can see that freckle on your left cheek.
Stop talking to me.
Stop asking me how things are.
I can’t just talk to you.
When I do, it reminds me of everything I tried so hard to forget.
I have to fight back grabbing your face and wanting to be wrapped in your arms.
Whenever I see your arms, the only thing I can think of is being wrapped in them
Talking to you reminds me of the things I can never have again,
I know I am not the one for you, nor will I ever be, so can you please stop?