Title creds to La_Mer_
It's unforgiving.
I'm walking on a tight rope and I keep tripping,
Over you, will I ever stop thinking about you, I
Have no clue. What it takes,
To give my burning heart a break.
The scenarios fill my mind,
Seeing your plump lips connect with mine.
Every hour I'm stuck dreaming,
About when you touch my cheek, how I wonder,
About your lifeless love with each other,
If when your touching her you think about another.
Is it me? I'm hoping that I am what you see,
When your crying over your thoughts of being left to beg and plea,
Of her forgiveness when you forgot to mention you were in love with me.
But then I remember I'm just stuck in your games, the way you twist my
mind how you inflict so much pain, because now I'm trapped here
to ponder and think, about what we would be if we had one drink.
you get tipsy, and you kiss me. I leave and you miss me.
You say you love me you hug me. But when she shows up you
drop me. Your smiles hide the pain, of having to deal with your own
brain. Hiding in the back of your mind, is the lies that she will never
find. I know my thoughts are real, when I see you I'm head over heels,
And the beauty that you hold, we fit together like a mold.
And you're always thinking of me, and everything we could possibly be.
But you're stuck, you're out of luck.
Because when she finds out its like, oh fuck.
She doesn't know what to do, she can't deal with something she's never been through.
Because this was new, and she loved you.
And the wonderful kiss, when you laid under the stars and whispered carelessly, just filled with bliss.
She thought it would last forever, her first relationship, now it's ruined because I begged her,
To let him go, to let him escape to be free.
I told her to let him to so he could run away with me.
I hated to steal the careless whispers, the wonderful thoughts, I wanted how he kissed her.
I still can see his warm hand on my cheek,
I truly know this is how it's meant to be.
Or so I think.
I hear her yelling and screaming, she blames me, for stealing and thieving.
I tell her that his body is pressed up to mine, our body heat radiates and our fingers are intertwined.
But she tells me I need to really wake up, that all I am saying has been just a bluff.
So I open my eyes and I take a look at what I took,
It turns out he wasn't such an open book.
His words are coming out of the cage, and his thoughts are written upon a single page.
They say I used my love as an abuse, and with it I formed a single truce.
To believe that he loved me, as I him.
But when I take a closer look,
I reminisce in what I took.
All the love, and the money, and the thoughts and the gifts I stole from her with one single kiss.
I look upon our pages of love,
When he told me I was the best gift he had ever bought..
Or so I thought.
A/N: so I have deleted a lot from this book, just because a lot of my older work was made when I was in a rough point in my life and I have gotten over that completely so I decided to start fresh, I did keep a few of my older works though. I hope you guys enjoy this one!
