Broken...

i need tissues for my issues.
normally i'm happy and bubbly, i love being me.
when i get tired and stressed or something reminds me
memories come out of the box i hide them in
and ruin me
thoughts fly through
with no end in sight
of all the past things
i went to him that night, and he made me forget
the man who i dont think realises just how hard it is
for me to love... anyone
the feeling is going now
this i know
i'll be okay for now, i always am
it doesnt ever last that long
it just breaks me for a little while