Goodbye As hard as I try, I can't seem to stop thinking about you. I fight the tears when I think of your touch... your words... your smile. All I know is that if it hurts... if it makes me cry... and if it makes me weak inside... it's all worth one sweet hello from you. Your illumenecense entrances me. Your words send tingles down my spine. Each day, my addiction to your infatuation grows stronger... Each day apart makes it that much more sepecial when we are near. There must be a catch to what we have...nothing is ever free-- always in the fine print are the side effects listed. I'm hesitant to say what I feel... what I think... what I want...