Why
Do I spend countless nights
thinking of you
When I never even cross your mind

Why
Am I sitting here,
Drenched in sweat and tears.

Why
Do I use my thighs as my canvas
And a blade as my brush
To wash away the pain
that you
have caused?

Why
Do I even bother
For I am just a silly girl
Tangled in your love.

why

K.M.C