shoulders, shoulders that pierce my prerifrials

your love always felt conditional

I cant stop it like a kid who discovers twitter for the first time

obsessed with your body and spirit the way you surround me with your shine

take me back to when you saw my beauty, before my lips burned and blistered in the cold

tell me nothing has chnaged, that nothing not even your thoughts were rearranged

no matter how hard I try I get taken back, back to before you clamy palms met the side of my thick oily face

back to before I was ignored and treated like something you have to endure

what happen? Why do you make me feel and burning gasping pain whenever your'e around?

tell me if I let my self get taken back that it'll be worth my while,

tell me that once again I'll make you , see you and feel you smile.