It was when you held me I realised i could feel For that i bitterly thank you For ever since, i have been craving for your love Your touch
It was when you loved me I saw the relevance of a the metaphors that I've been writing For that i bitterly thank you For ever since, i have been staying up late Trying to find metaphors to describe how you make me feel
It was when you touched me I made my home in your skin For that i bitterly thank you Since you left, the homeless people get up and offer me their seat Every time i pass by that lonely street
It was when you ran your fingers on me I, for once, felt complete For thar i bitterly thank you Since then i have been looking for myself in the things that carry your imprint
It was only when you called me beautiful I did not feel like the dust that settled on a beautiful thing For that i bitterly thank you since then not a single reflection of mine exists that has not been cringed at