Abyss

Heighten sense of touch.
Do you feel that?
Is the pain deep enough?
It hurts too much to hear your voice.
This plum reminds me of your lips.
So moist.
I feel numb when my memories of you fade.
But never completely go away.
Always returning stronger each and every day.
What can I do to shake this obsession?
Maybe see you one more time.
Feel another one of your rejections.
So many of those that my mind has a collection.
Still remind myself of the good times we shared.
The bad times on the back burner.
I never really cared.
Who reminisces on those anyway?
Those three words I want to hear you say.
Let those be something worthwhile.
Those words will never leave your lips.
I know that isn't your style.
But can I at least get a kiss?
Wishful thinking as my mind falls deeper...
Within this endless black hole of an abyss.