I still choke on the idea of someone else thinking
he knows how to love you*
Says it often but always chooses not to show it
He has his handwriting on your body
Screaming you're fragile, all bones and questions
Metaphors and splatters of hatred
I tried to tell you you're more than that
I tried telling you
You believed the etches he left on your skin
He knows what's best for you
but chooses to not let you have that
Blinds you with empty promises of a better plan
Every day he lets you see your sunshine
Steals it, keeps it and lets it die in his pockets
He is your shadow
Defining you in the worst words possible
Leaves everytime the times get tough

I let out the longest sigh, begged the heavens
Not to let me see you settle for anyone short of deserving
Every second you're not with me
You already are
Killing the soul made for you
My soul
Yours

I never told you why I hated him
I never told you I kept all these feelings I have for you
I never told you I still have them, written on my skin
Waiting for the right time to let you read them