And I didn't know that I was kissing you,
But for some reason, I'm still kissing you
I've fallen into you and into dust
Floating into the sunrise at five am on Sunday
It's like I've been shot but it's okay
I'm slipping through your fingers
I'm dissolving; You're loosing me
I'm kissing you
Years just happened when I blinked
You just happen to be standing there when I find myself a whole person again
Please tell me why you are still holding handfuls of shattered glass
You have lost me so many times
You have lost me to terror and hysteria
You have lost me nightmares and flashbacks
You have lost me to myself
I wake up, and you are still holding my body
Limp and useless...
Some days I see you tremor when you catch me
I know that the thousandth time is much heavier than the first
When the glue washes off in the rain
Your life is halted while you wait for me to put myself back together
I'm always left with spare parts that were meant to go somewhere
You carry them for me
The glass is making your fingers bleed
You won't let me stitch them back together
But I will hold them the way that you hold me
When you peel off the scars and reveal yourself to be human, I will not walk away
And I will pretend not to notice that you were crying on my shoulder when I've gone under
I know that every single time feels like the last one
I know that you don't expect me to wake up tomorrow but you are hoping
You are hoping and that hope is like razor blades to the skin of your soul
You've been cut like you weren't one piece to begin with
But I think you love me...