I can recall the heat in the hallway
My eyes shut halfway in your hold.
Back against the door I could not hear your bodys language being told.
It spoke of lust and burning desire
Of hatred and aftershave.
The feeling of never knowing when I’m leaving or who I’m leaving with.
I could talk about the people I’ve slept with for days
And never say a thing.
Rainbows fall through my eyelashes,
Don’t want the rainbows to go away.
I”ve become unorganized.
These borderline traits.
Left your memory long ago with whispers of your fingers
tracing across my face.
Put all my pieces in one place
Put everything somewhere else
And focused who I was
on someone I was not.
All my pieces should be smooth
Fit quick into the grooves
That I made my with my wishes
When I made you.
And I could stand in front of your mirror
All tears and all gone
And on the outside make you think instead
you made me come.