People From My Past

I hate seeing people from my past and I know it may sound bad to say that but you were apart of me like a glove; you stole a piece of my heart from the first glance. I hate it when they mention your name especially because it makes my heart skip a beat. It never fails in my mind I just count the seconds until they enter your name into the conversation. You were truly magnificent and people will always talk about you but that doesn't mean I want to hear it. Even though I can't help but smile whenever I hear about you I get upset whenever the news isn't good. I can't help being stuck on you like glue... I want you but your miles away and I can't reach. A confused look comes across my face everytime I get back to feeling like a 13 year old. You were in my day dreams and in my head whenever my forehead hit the pillow I was thinking about you. So why now I mean how after all this time could I still want you to be mines? I am constantly confused and I am constantly upset that what I want I can never get.