No Words for a Title

When I close my eyes I still see your face.
Your haunts me when I'm alone.
Your words repeat in my mind like a broken record.
Your fingers are still printed into my skin.
I know your not here. . .but your memory lingers.
The face that was above me is imprinted into my mind.
I feel you. . .I hear you. . .I see you. . .
but I dont want to. 
I didn't want to.
But I did.