Beautiful Lies

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Fingertips across my skin

A warm breath

You're sending shivers

Down my broken spine

Your lips against my neck

You kiss all the bruises

You've left me with

You smiled softly

Your eyes light up

Maybe it's just the drugs

That make me look beautiful

But I won't tell

If you don't

That night

I didn't want you to get up

I didn't want to leave

Your warm skin

Welcomed in

A hurting soul

But a blinded mind

I was caught up in the smoke

But I know now we're real

I can curl up with you

I can tell you

My secrets

That you won't remember anyways

You called me gorgeous

You called me beautiful

The names sliding off

Your tongue

Making me wonder

If any of this is real

I'll preserve your beautiful lies

And hope I made

The right choice

I never meant to fall in love

Yet here I am

Not even sure if I'm falling

Or if I already have

We share a common trait

Of becoming the same

When we smoke

We need our bodies

Each other bodies

I don't know you

You don't know me

But we learn things

Through subtle slips

You found out about my dad

I found out

About your scars

Is our relationship

All lust

Or can we foster words

Between our passion

You don't know

What I write on your neck

What I mark you as

I wrote the word MINE

Like you did me

When you leave those black

Hickeys

And I want you all to myself

My greed shines through

Greed for only you

Selfishness is personal

It's who I am

To never tell you

Never ask you to stay

Never ask you to be faithful

Maybe I'm nervous

From the way this all started

But I don't want my own pain

To hurt me again

I don't want to prove him

Right

Fear cradles me

As the dark tries to embrace

What I can't give up

Anxiety

Over the fact you're eyes

Will probably read these words

I write how I feel

My stars keep my mouth shut

I keep bringing to mind

Those hazel eyes

I pretend

Your arms are

Around my thinning frame

I pretend

You're whispering me goodnight

I pretend

You cared

To stay till morning

Where will you be

When the light comes up again?

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