My skin erupts in goosebumps
Her Hands run down my chest
I feel weak and vulnerable
In every **** way

I hold on tight and helpless as she
slips away,
making it so easy to
Love her in the most toxic of ways

She makes me smile,
She makes me laugh,
She makes me cry,
She makes the knot in my throat
grow Bigger every night

Most of all she makes everything
Feel smaller, easier for me to understand
My heart speeds up at the simplest of gestures like her holding my hand

And I stand so below
I ache at night and wonder
Where'd she go