Out of sight, Out of mind

I often hate my younger self because of how foolishly in love I was I recite the phrase, Out of Mind, Out of Sight like a prayer before bed. My mind thinks differently. You're on my mind constantly. Invading my thoughts like a parasite. You'd think I learned my lesson the last time. It's like I'm itching to cry my heart out when you get bored of me. Don't say you won't get bored of me, we both know you will. I'm not the type to be loved, I avoid it at all costs no matter what the circumstancels are because Out of sight Out of Mind but you're the only thing I can focus on. The thought of us, the only thing separating us always end up being bed sheets before we get back at it until 6 am we end up breathless. We gasp for air as we talk about our future togethern, forever. We look at the starts and smile. How long can one good thing last? Maybe this isn't a bad thing, but if I get hurt again....The process will repeat its self.