It's pathetic, a year and a half on and I still find myself thinking about you every single moment of the day. Infused into every thought process, rigid in it's concentration.
She had a profound affect on all facets of my existence. Although all ties between us have been severed -- in an proactive effort to move on -- I still find myself lusting after her. I don't know where I'm headed anymore. What is wrong me with me? I'm pining after a short-temperamental-hooligan of a young lady from Sheffield!