Tell me why I have you etched so deep inside of me?
The fact that I allowed you to slide on in to me, still contemplating whether my actions were wise.
What a shame, I had lost myself...

Tell me why you had to bring things to the table that no other woman could?

Tell me why this feeling has manifested deep into my chest consisting of aches and sharpened blades gauging my soul.

You, yes you. You know who you are. You released my dopamine and I-I saw you as perfection.
You then proceeded to walk away. It seemed as if the world fell apart, but it was me...

Tell me why, I am now realizing I am wrong... Wrong for etching you so deep inside of me?