How did I knowyou weren't the one?When you showed totaldisregard for my hurt.
You said "fuck you",but I still love you,from the inside out,through and through.I wish I could saythose words back to you,but I just can't...so I guess fuck me too.
That lightbehind your eyesis growing like a fire...And after every blink...You arereleasing yourstunningfragmented embers.
You've been hurtmuch like I,and we both havethe scars to show.We shouldleave them in the past,and erase everythingwe've ever known.
Every time you leave, I notice that I hold my breath until you return. But now, I sit here just suffocating and it really fucking burns.
You dipped yourhands into my soul,and finger-paintedyour hopes and dreams.Now your fears and desireshang on display,and you've made yourselfinto a work of art.
Some nightsall I can dois lay heretrying to obliteratethe taste ofyou and your memoriesfrom my mind.
You ran yourfingers over my past.and felt the frayededges of my heart. Your eyes lingeredover my flawsand you still wereable to see underneath.And you saw me.You saw morethan the girlhiding behind humorand sarcasm.You acknowledgedand accepted mefor everything Iwas trying to hide.And you loved me.And I loved you.
I am still in love with the parts of you I believe to be true. Even all the lies that started and ended with I love you.
I never knewwhat magic felt likeuntil the momentyou cuppedmy face in your handsand brought your mouthonto mine.