Like You're a Knife

You don’t even know what I’vedone.

You have no clue on what I doto try and forget.

But then again, maybe you dohave an idea.

Maybe you know that therelationships I’ve had were to try

And block you out, to erasethese feelings of want and need.

How I’ve drunk myself into astupor to suppress all these thoughts,

Or how I’ve smoked myselfinto a haze to mask these emotions.

It’s all I can do to usethese suppressants to block you out.

But why does it never work?Why do I still remember?

It’s as if your smile isburned into my memory and

Your words are etched into mybrain.

I can hear the tone slidefrom your lips and ease its way

Into my ears, and into myheart.

I’ve watched the way youreyes light up when you laugh.

Just imagining it sets a firein my head.

It hurts, it makes me want toscream and cry, but

It never stops. There’s neveran end to this drawn out song.

I hate the way you make mefeel, like it’s some kind of

Disease that has managed toconsume my body.

But it’s some kind of cure,too.

This thing you make me feel,it’s like the right chord after a wrong one

In some kind of messed upsymphony.

It makes me want to say allthese things to you, to

Make you smile and laugh andcause your eyes to brighten up.

I want to tell you about theway you make me feel, and I want you

To feel the same way.

So, maybe now you know how Ireally feel.

Or maybe you will soon.


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