You're still in everything I do but
you keep washing my words off your skin
like a stain on your favorite shirt

I can't do anything without keeping you in mind
I can't do anything
I wonder when I will start doing things again without them in someway being for you


But you are not

Your body rests in my head
While you rest your head on her body
She leaves scratches on your back and skin where my words only laid briefly