i've never felt love and it's never felt me.
only the calloused skin of his hands rubbing my satin thighs.
only felt the soft tips of my fingers reading the stubble on his chin like brail.
and from him bursts a stream of passion and warmth that he lets drip all over me and i smear it onto my skin to feel his heat
just to bask in his sticky love
but wait- i almost forgot that it isn't love
because he hops onto the train and his body disappears at 100 miles per hour
the wind chills my bones and he leaves me homeless
and then i'll wander around, looking for a pocket of heat to hide in
with my bones thin as wires and my blood cold and sour like lemonade
and every step will ache and burn
until i find a new passenger.

Staring at the windshield at 12:34 in the morning
I turn on the radio, our song played and now I'm mourning

I kept reminiscing of what we used to be, what we could've been, what we should've been.

Now rain pours down like there's no tomorrow
Im quite unsure how, but it entered and soaked my face

When will this rain stop, it burns and tires my eyes now

This isn't the first time,
I let go of you
only to bring you back in
I know I tease your heart
fill it with hope when you see me
drain it completely,
every time I go

This isn't the first time,
I've told you I loved you
crying wolf --
telling you a lie
that even I try to believe

but I don't love you
and I know I never will
but Boy, if I could...
and there I go again

You knew that I would fall apart,
the night you texted her
to come over.
left me wondering what other lies you told me, what truth you told her.

I can't look at you the same,  knowing what I tried to get back in my life ,you told me I wasn't enough, that you thought the burning sensation of alcohol was more of a flame than our love ever was.

you both knew id be burning inside that night, both of you knew you had killed the love of a first love.

I don't ask for your love anymore.
I realize the pain will stop, and I am a queen and you are not worthy.

I guess it's time
To put this ruby red heart
Back in it's ebony chest
Along with a few pearls of wisdom,
A piece of broken jade for luck,
And a bit of sunshine for the warmth he once gave
Lock it up tight
With unbending iron and fright
I'll bury it deep
Swallow the key
With the only treasure map tattooed on my sleeve
Where I used to wear my heart
That once did beat

Though from fairytale
Princesses less attractive
Many a man fails
To notice
A  quality love
She could give
As much as
She could receive.

Admiring her
Internal beauty
Compensated by
Her faithfulness,
Integrity and honesty
Adored by her
Enjoying a marital bliss
It is a fortune
Long ,with her to live!

As her
abreaction is
therapy while
her challenge
ahead lie
in hypnosis
when moon
stipple her
mind while
social unrest
occupy her  
hour with
regard always
as her
pace derive
sequence in
her milieu.