Quiet Girl, Loud Words

Relfection

I find myself looking in the mirror,
Wanting to see clearer,
Why you won't come near me anymore.
I can see us in my eyes,
I can see you in my skies.
My irises hold all of your lies,
And all the tears that I've cried,
Dripping down my cheeks cracking my skin and attacking my composure,
Lacking any closure.
I can still feel your hands on my skin,
Your voice asking how I've been.
Masking your devotion with the emotions you know I want to hear,
Only to disappear.

Now I stand here,
Recalling how I ended up falling for you.
Your sprawling, livid sentiment the bane of my existence,
The emotional baggage you seemed to be hauling nonexistent.
You danced between internet diagnosis and depressive denial,
A destructive duel only leading to the loss of love.
I never thought you could be so cruel.
Your boredom is the death of me;
Your apathy is the death of us.
You stole the breath from my lungs,
And the words off my tongue.
But I can't help but crave your touch.
I can't help but miss you so goddamn much.

Somehow you're not happy, even with my demise;
Somehow you're still trying on different lies.
The dark night in my eyes wasn't enough to bring you light.
Does your body miss mine?
I desire your warm figure holding me through our prefect storm.
Only to remember our infatuation was but a satire.

Your soft lips still ghost across mine in my sleep,
The contours of your mouth still molded to my own,
The only lips I've ever known.
Clips of melancholy memories still plaque my dreams.
You're pulling me apart at the seams.
My heart craves you,
But I can't bare to look at you.
And you can't bare to look at me, too.
But when I look at my reflection,
All I see is you.