How do you know who to trust
When you have two friends
Who know you better than anyone
But can never agree on a single thing

I possess a gel that sticks me so strongly to you
Some times i want to wash you from my body, mind and soul
Be clean of you forever  
But it’s inside all of my atoms, impossible to remove
A gift or an addiction
In those moments you are mine

Every morning I open my eyes and my heart cracks into a thousand more pieces
Fragile like fine china
I worry now the shattered pieces cannot be put back together

Maybe i should have kept my heart in a cabinet and threw away the key
People could look from afar but never touch or break it

But it was me who passed around my fine china
To hands who could not hold it and eyes who could not see it
Because they themselves were busy on the floor gathering up their shattered pieces

I try to write the words
that explain why I love you so
but I clutch at straws to find them
maybe it was your smile, your laugh
or the way you flicked your hair out of your eyes
or was it what I feared the most
that my heart loves you for no reason
other than you are my one