Loving you is like explaining where we store and access our memories Like trying to describe what water tastes like or the color of a mirror It doesnβt make any sense at all, it is difficult to decipher Collectively bleeding from imaginary cuts that you do not even know that you gave me, you thought you did nothing wrong Brushed away the uncomfortable silence on the car ride home Listened to the humming of your engine as if it could drown out the sound of my heartbeat that quickened at every red light I am not strong I am all bark and only bite on accident I cannot fight back because I am afraid you will abandon me as if you haven't already, I am trying to convince myself that you are still here Is bravery supposed to feel like you guts trying to slide out of your fingertips I am so scared to talk to you because I worry you will mistake my name with hers, I am worried you will do it on purpose It is hard to speak confessions in other accents So why am I trying to tell you I love you in her voice I will stop bringing your name up in cups of coffee Pour in the sugar, let it taste too sweet I will cringe at the bitter aftertaste I know that this is not going to make me feel any better I am pacing my steps trying to get away Will not stop running until I stumble My legs are crumbling beneath me it reminds me of your walk How your knees grow weak at the sight of her I am sorry I am not her kind of beautiful Forgive me for loving you despite your love for her And I will try to forgive myself for the same