I can barely talk about you without my tongue swelling up and my jaw clench too tight, because no matter how much you like me you're always going to love her. You're apologizing for things you're never going to stop doing, angrily saying you're sorry just because you think you should even thought you know in time you'll be saying the same lines over again. You're an addiction that never leaves, punching the glory out of my own self pride washing the dignity away with every time you show me what it's like to love somebody all wrong. And no matter how much you like me, no matter how many temptations you give into or how many vulnerable nights you let me in you're always going to love her.
I search for a star in your stomach sometimes, seeing maybe the glow of it will radiate up your throat onto your lips so I can kiss some celestial honesty some reminder that maybe way deep down you feel for me the way I always feel for you. I caress your body catastrophe for some care, feel your skin for some skipped heartbeat or uneven pulse some gentle cue that maybe underneath it all you wouldn't want me to walk away like I've thought about doing so many times.
It all collects to the poignant moment where I realize, that never wanting to hurt somebody doesn't mean you won't that believing in somebody doesn't mean they believe in themselves and nakedly holding someone after beautiful movement intoxication isn't love. Finding something to cling to among the wreckage isn't some meaning, hoping that one day maybe I'll be the one isn't love. It's a heavy like mixed with wanting to heal oneself with another. It's a backwards devotion that takes shape in the awe of each other. It's nothing worth giving life to if it's just messing with someone you might honestly care for, because you can't have the one you actually want. It's buying time until the real thing comes home. It's using someone you might honestly care for, because you can't stand the idea of being alone. And it hurts, deeper than I know you ever meant it to knowing your fake love is a lesson I never learned and no matter how much you like me, you're always going to love her.