We lived in a world of facts and opinions The fact that I loved you and the opinion that I was beautiful We lived in a world of judgments and statements The judgement that my eyes were cute and the statement that they are
Teeth marks on my fingernails And bruises on your toes Split ends on my long hair Brush the birthmark on your nose
Laughed until our throats hurt Kissed until we couldn't breathe You played with my hair till it was frizzed and rough Talked about nothing until we couldn't anymore
The night you told me that you loved me I was sniffling and sick Surrounded by tissues You kissed my cheek
I was an actor And you were a painter I acted like I loved you And you painted me like you did