kiss me until you forget the feel of her waist against yours
grab me until you get dizzy and cannot even remember her name
hold me in a way that will make you set fire to her memory
and when we break apart
look at me like I will be your lifetime
Not her

im still writing these words about you
even though i told myself
[3 months and 12 days ago]
that i had no words left
[what a pretty little lie]

The broken pieces of you
were as sharp as steal
You cut me to the bone
with the kisses that you'd steal

I thought I could help you
[silly naive me. what could a flimsy flower do
                                  against the stinger of a bee]