Lost In Time.

It's is one of those time when I just couldn't do it anymore.
All my words have stopped forming.
You are stuck in my head like a bad tasting chocolate.
Your thoughts are both undesirable and yet essential for me.
My notepad is just a scribble of words, phases, ideology.
And between it's page is a photograph.
Of a boy with white crooked teeth and eyes that sparkled and were so transpicous. .

You left me years Back.
I am still stuck in time.