you’re scared when i look into your eyes because you are going to miss it. you’re afraid when i touch your hands because you know you won’t feel it again. you cringe when i hug you because you won’t feel our hearts pressed together anymore. you turn your head from me understanding that our lips shall never again touch. you watch me smile wondering if it will be the last time you see it. and you hesitate when i ask you to tell me to walk away and never look back because you know it isn’t what you want. you never wanted to see them end…and neither did i.