These butterflies in my stomach feel like razor blades,
Cutting me up inside and leaving me for dead.
You’re breaking into my heart like police in house raids,
You’re like a book I’ve never read,

But I’m a book to you and you tore out the pages,
Taking them as your own and rewriting the words.
Bleeding, you make the world seem like it’s full of cages.
But, unbeknownst to you, I’m not likes birds
And I will not be caged.

“I love you,” you say, then you break my heart
Love? Love isn’t equated to the feelings you put into my stomach,
The anxiety I get; when once a text from you ignited fires it now
Starts a tornado of worry and nerves. You’re dragging me into the storm,
Leading me away from safety and into the danger zone that we call relationships.

“I love you” I say, biting back the nerves that spill over my tongue
Because once we were friends and now we’re much more, now the apple
Is a lemon and it’s sour and distasteful, the love feels like an apple falling from the tree and,
Like an apple,  I bruise so easily and I can’t stop the marks that appear on the surface.

Your words are a sledgehammer and I’m a wall that needs knocking down,
Our love is a construction site and we’re rebuilding what once was and,
I’ve never told you this, but I’m afraid of change and my heart’s no longer in the new build.
Still, “I love you” the words roll so easily from my tongue, your ears devouring every syllable
as though the things I say are candy. Sweet, oh so sweet,
but didn’t anyone tell you? Sugar is bad for you.
And so am I, my sweet lemon.

The apple that sent snow white sleeping, the spindle that caused aurora to fall into slumber,
The poison that you sink into my heart with every word you say.
I’m falling off a cliff, going deeper and deeper and deeper until I crash!
Babe, “I love you”, but you’re killing me.