Heartache

The sting; like salt in an open wound.

The taste; like acid upon my lips.

The smell; of the girl you once loved left in the dark to peel away.

The feel; of me smashing my fist into a brick wall to see if i could get to you.

The thought; of you.... too much to bare in one day.

Your touch; against my skin, I try to refuse.

" I love you"; Don't. It already hurts too much.