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"Leaks out of me..." - disgusting, vivid, evokative. As is "demanding to seep into the veins". The emotion is so strong it feels like it'll infect anyone who gets close, or anyone who reads this for that matter.

I love the way your pieces are rhetorically posed. It makes them more confrontational. I know these feelings; it can feel like nothing will ever be the same again, and - in all honesty - it probably won't. Recapturing a specific time is the most difficult and arduous task we put ourselves through for love, and recapturing any powerful emotion is more or less impossible once its gone. Different can be better though. The future isn't set in stone and there's so much going on there.

Michael.