Nasty feeling.

Is it worth to feel, when it hurts to acknowledge? you make my heart peel despite our dance in benevolence. it hurts,i will admit, im no different than a thief. but please don't play with my heart i beg you, don't give me that fresh restart. mu stomach knots with nausea, my sight blurrs with fog, i'm just an extra let me sit alone on our log. such a wonderful experience you were fleeting memories are all that roam me so let me bask in the knowledge that was that you were once mine, meeting me in secrets.