Reminded

All i have gotten over, but you seem to be a hell. I fear if it is real i'd be banished. Banished to forever live in a time that i knew you. But it seems hell does exis, for the times i am reminded of you. Reminded of moments that only me and you know. Reminded of moments that make me cry, and give me goosebumps. Moments that will forever leave me with this unbearable feeling of self pity. Self pity for the strength that i lack to face what i endured. Self pity for the strength that i lack to confess what you took. Paralysing emotions, just because I was reminded. I hate being reminded. Will I ever be okay with being reminded?