you never ask if im okay
i kiss you and i taste your lips so bitter against mine
you spat on me, your venom felt like some sort of ******* haven
id rather have you poisoning me than spend a day without you
youd rather i just **** off but no one else will give you as much attention
i want you to ask how i am, what im feeling
i want you to kiss me like you actually ******* mean it
not like you're just passing the time
i think about you and something in my stomach twists
it's not butterflies and i know that because butterflies dont sting
i didn't think you would sting and ache and bruise me this bad
i push you off me and you just walk away
i try to run back to you but i just stumble
you watch me fall and carry on walking
and no i'm not okay