You're still in everything I do but
you keep washing my words off your skin
like a stain on your favorite shirt
I can't do anything without keeping you in mind
I can't do anything
I wonder when I will start doing things again without them in someway being for you
But you are not
Your body rests in my head
While you rest your head on her body
She leaves scratches on your back and skin where my words only laid briefly
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 5:14 PM UTC
You're still in everything I do but
you keep washing my words off your skin
like a stain on your favorite shirt
I can't do anything without keeping you in mind
I can't do anything
I wonder when I will start doing things again without them in someway being for you
But you are not
Your body rests in my head
While you rest your head on her body
She leaves scratches on your back and skin where my words only laid briefly
