Your kiss is as sweet as ice cream, but you tongue is as sharp as a knife.
You stab me as you comfort me.
I can feel the way you look at me.
Like a sheep.
Brain washes to be anything and everything you'll every want.
But it is never enough.
You say I'm annoying when I blow up your phone,
but how do you think I feel when I'm all alone.
You cannot stand if I compare you to my ex, but at this rate, you might as well be next.
I love you with all my heart, and I promised to death due us part...
But to be honest, I feel like I'm dying.
Like you are sitting on my chest, pressing my beating heart until it is crushed.