Pull me like a string,
watch as I disintegrate
under your touch
Try and put my pieces back together,
get angry when they
no longer fall where you want
Tell me you love me,
turn your back and leave
without a word
I can still feel the stitches of your touch,
serving as a constant reminder
that for you,
I could never be enough
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 12:23 AM UTC
Pull me like a string,
watch as I disintegrate
under your touch
Try and put my pieces back together,
get angry when they
no longer fall where you want
Tell me you love me,
turn your back and leave
without a word
I can still feel the stitches of your touch,
serving as a constant reminder
that for you,
I could never be enough
