I know that when we are together we are like fire and gasoline... But it feels so right... When we aren't I feel like I'm missing a piece of myself. I can't ask for him to take me back. That would be wrong... I try so hard to forget him... I remind myself everyday that I broke up with him. At first it felt like the right thing to do... But now i feel like I only did it because things started to get a little tough. One of us always breaks down after a month of no contact with each other... I tried to erase him... But he always seems to come right back into my thoughts or I find pictures I haven't deleted yet. Or he texts me late at night saying it still hurts... I try to bury my feelings.... But when I saw his number on my phone after not talking to him for so long... All the feelings come bursting through the surface and I can't breath... I love him. And I'm just now realizing it. 
But it's  too late... </3