Your eyes remind me of
chocolate
They're warm mugs of cocao
They see through me
So don't look at me that way
Don't look at me like you know
If you know,
you're a fool for staying.
Don't tell me you're not hurting
Because I feel it.
It's right in the middle of my stomach
Makes the acids roll up onto my mouth
HighTide
You make me sick.
Do you feel it too?
When my lips touch hers?
When her eyes meet mine,
And I see that hunger,
my heart numbs
I become stone.
I don't think of you.
You're my husband, I amd your wife.
You're my addiction, I'm your curse.
You're my Christ, I'm your Judas.
You're in love, I'm unfaithful.
Friday, May 14, 2010
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