Priya's Book Of Poetry

Understand?

I see right through your skin the same way you see through mine
You can tell by every cut
Every scar
Every ache
Rotting your soul
Burning you alive
I love how you understand
Those words "I know"
It meant the world
The simplest words
You feel my pain
It was your way of saying "no more, I understand
As long as your with me your fine. It's going to get better"
But I was an idiot to cut us off.