Is it possible
To see through your heart
To read your mind
To know what you feel
To understand your pain
And why you inflict it upon others
Upon me
A naive, little child
Wandering in the woods
Wondering what went wrong
And how I let everything become worse
Become waste
A dull life I've lead
Contented on breathing and eating
Surviving on few discourses
With the few I know
Then, there was you
A mystery, a puzzle
I was me for the first time
A Me that hid under red cheeks
A mistake, a regret
I would've gladly opened my heart
Instead, I opened my lips
Without you knowing how I feel
Thinking it was just a physical need
But it wasn't
It was an emotional one

*I was emotionally attached to you
And to everything you say and do