These are all of the thoughts that I do not wish to enter my brain. I shove them away and push as hard as I can and yet they seem to come back. They are pests that I can not find an insecticide for. They are words that my brain can not push out. My walls will break as soon as all of this is mentioned and unlike China, my great wall will npt stand. I miss yesterday when you loved me and I loved you. I miss when loove was real, when what we felt was not mere physical attraction. I miss your words in my ear, your heart in my hand. I will never forget those sweet moments we spent.