These thoughts; my head
Her body; your bed
A mental barrier I can't break through
Her skin and the way she touches you
I scribble down the emotions I fail to say
If I keep them hidden, will they go away?
The thoughts strip me of my strength completely
Left naked- I try to become what she could never be
So much of your life and time is written in your past with her
She's the life-ending disease of which there is no cure
She broke you and left what remained to me
I am the cherished glue gun that she will never be
She cut you- and when she did-she cut you deep
So many of my hushed emotions surface as we sleep
When she cut you-she silently killed me
And now we bleed together trying to forget what used to be
Your pain becomes my pain; that's how love works
In this game there will be tragedies that follow the many perks
Hands move; lips press
Shredded clothes; a sinful mess
Secrets buried in tangled sheets
The disturbing image forever repeats
In my head; in my hearts
Shattered hopes; ripped apart
