The air that surrounds you smells like your home
each time I get a whiff of you
I feel a guilt I have never known
a guilt I wonder if my past lovers felt
when they got a whiff of me.
do you unconsciously see this guilt in me
the way I saw it in them?

Will there ever come a time
in which there is no guilt
no words I have to fake
no false words I have to hear

Your heart beats with sweetness like sugar
but there,
in the pit of my stomach
is the truth I'll never tell:
in you, I see the worst of me
the past I clawed my way out of

In you I can see the darkest years
and the scent of you fills my eyes with tears