You stare at me and I swear
that you can see my soul
bared like my body.
You smile at me
and I think I'd do
anything to make you happy
just so I wouldn't disappoint you.
You grip me and bury
yourself inside me
and it hurts and feels
amazing at the same time.
But I want to end.
I want it all to end.
I want the pleasure and the pain,
the stares and the smiles
all to end.
Because you're not the one I want.
You were always a distraction
to take my thoughts off him.
But it hasn't worked;
it will never work.
I can't forget him
no matter how hard I try.
The tears,
they flow like a faucet
relentlessly, for him,
for the heartbreak by him,
for the absense of him.