From the moment I met you, all those years ago, not a day has gone by when I haven’t thought of you. And now that I’m with you again … I’m in agony. The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you - I can’t breath. I’m haunted by the kiss that you should never have given me. My heart is beating … hoping that kiss will not become a scar. You are in my very soul, tormenting me.