Sometimes I have to stop my own mind.
This picture of you just keeps showing in my head, repeatedly, but it doesn't stop there;
it goes to how you touched me, how you loved me. The most vivid memory I have is how you kissed me, it's so vivid in my mind.
Sometimes I have to stop my own mind from playing that movie over and over again, it contains a beautiful story, but just not as I wish it was.
Sometimes I do have to stop wishing we were still writing it, together.