I am lost in world of memories, longing for the touch of the past, dreading the current and unable to think about the future. They always say missing people comes in waves well mine come in movie clips. With every innocent conversation just enough to keep me interested they flood back. It's never just a preview of what was. It's the whole damn movie. Always ending in same tragedy but I always hit replay like the ending will be different this time. I will be enough this time. Every innocent hello leaves me in tears when the sun goes down. The end is always my heart strung out and my veins bleeding. I've watched the same version of the same movie for 10 years. Some years casted a new lead Male other years a recycle old leads but always the same tragedy. Shaking , pale, and really thinking I could die from heartbreak. The...