the one that stole me..

Why did you have to show up?
I die a little everytime i see you.

I don't know why, but the butterflys in my stomach flutter inside apon seeing you everytime.
My voice goes astray, my brain goes numb. I'm left as a hollow husk, devoid and incapable of functions.

You tapped my shoulder and said "hey dude" in that upbeat tone. My head floods back with memories of your laughter and joy.

Sigh.
The first cut is the deepest. And your wound in my heart's never gonna heal.

I hate you.

She took my eyes first time,
my heart followed what can i say.