sinister smile
that smirk you throw at me when you say something dreadful
about my dress
or my hair
or the way i laugh
that smirk you throw at me
in between breaths
when my breath smells like coffee and toothpaste
and you press your mouth on mine anyways
i'll always laugh

you mean so much
but i hate to say i love you
because it doesn't describe anything
it's all *******
i know
and i know i could live without you
but tell me
why the hell would i want to?