When I see the light
This is all I care about:
Did I leave an mark?

its like a tap,
that's broken and
wont stop dripping
the sound of it driving
you to near insanity
with every splash
drip
drip
drip
every time i remember
you're gone its like
another drip from
that tap
drip
and i try my hardest
to shut it off
i hold and tug
and twist and pull
but it just drips more
and more
and i cant stop it
because it is my constant anger,
pain
and frustration you're gone
and i cant get you back

hidden in the shadows
i sit
i wait
and i hope

with this small candle
i hold close to my chest
t you'll see it in the flashes of light.

the flashes that
almost blind you
to what is mistaken
for love,
happiness and
a happy way of life

but under the flaring colors,
the luring words
and seductive lips
sits the sad ones.

the ones who wish to extinguish
the small flame
we had so long ago,
the flame i so dearly
wish to roar
to grow
and to consume those who tear us apart
in its burning, enclosing embrace.

but it is but a mere
flicker in the shadows,
compared to the flashes of light
surrounding you in what i know
will be our end

heres to her
for letting her sorrow
swallow her up,
for you

heres to her for for telling
you shes okay when shes not,
for you

heres to her for being there
you when she broke your heart,
for you

heres to her for keeping your
horrid secrets from your parents
and betraying hers,
for you

heres to her for dying each night
just so she could see you smile the next day

she does this all for you and all
you can do is drag her in

with your begging and pleading
to not leave you,

and then watches you kiss her again,
tomorrow in the spot you told her
you loved her

and in the same place you said goodbye
she made hers final

on that cold night
i remember us lying in the dark
hands encasing each others
heart beats louder then
the rustle of the trees around us.

we laid there wondering what
tomorrow would bring for the two of us
if the world knew you were mine
if the world knew i belonged to you
entirely

what would happen then?

your body is your home
decorate it as you wish
to fit you and who you are

i know there is things on your home
you dont want me to see
you wear long sleeves in summer
and wear long shorts at the beach

but each time your jumper slips
or your skirt flips up
and your marks are for all to see

just remember that despite every effort
that you make to hide your home
to hurt your home and to
make your home not the prettiest

i will think of it as a mansion
i think of you as a burning star
in the darkest of nights

i see every scar and each time i do
i whisper i love you and to please
stay
stay,

stay.