confusion

Whenever we meet once more
down that long highway of life,
you do things to my heart;
it's like being slashed with a knife.
And whenever we again part,
I long for days of yore.

I remember the taste of your kiss.
I remember the warmth of your touch.
I remember how we used to dance.
I remember loving you so much.
I remeber your tender glance.
I remember true love's first bliss.
I remember thinking to myself
that it would never end like this.

I remember the screams and fights.
I remember the jealousy in your eyes.
I remember how she stole you away.
I remember how much I cried.
I remember how I begged you to stay.
I remember that last night.
I remember how we grew apart
and the dimming of our love once so bright

Whenever we meet again,
these memories come rushing back.
You continue your tyrannical reign on my heart.
When you are near I feel an anxiety attack
coming on me. Why do you always start
to make me feel in love again?
You confuse me.