She reminds me of you and at times I have to stop myself from calling out your name.

How is it that I managed to stop looking for you in the eyes of others but when I look at her all I can see if you. When I look at her my heart tightens in anticipation of it breaking again, you still sometimes come back in echo’s. She’s not you darling but she could be and that thought terrifies me because this isn’t that story, I won’t let it happen again. I won’t write that ending a second time.

I feel like I’m seventeen again wanting to find that piece of myself in an old feeling hidden amongst pages.  Somehow I’m still finding you in other people and nothing scares me more than the thought of your name on my lips. I believed I could finally be at peace, that after all this time you still find a way back onto these pages long after your chapter ended.

– even after years the thought of you still being somewhere in my heart terrifies me.