I will never forget the memories that you gave me.

They are like sharp icy words hitting my mind.

They are like needles stabing my skin...slowly.

They are like a sharp pain wound jabbing into my heart.

But you are like a Leach.

Not wanting to give up.

Not wanting to let go.

The blood you suck out is memories.

So you only leave me there trembling.

You leave, satisfied with yourself.

You're planing to go to your next victim.

Waiting for your pray. 

Then you strike.

Leaving scars on the mind and on the heart.

But scars fade away, while

memories don't.