When I looked into your eyes
I saw nothing except raw
And pure pain
And I knew then that you weren’t capable of love,
Let alone loving someone like me.
But the way you touched me…
Oh how your hands felt on my skin…
It was indescribable.
They didn’t feel like electricity, like some people say.
Not like fire,
As I’ve felt before,
Your fingertips on my skin
felt like I imagine the ground does
when the sunlight falls upon it
after all of the harsh winter ice melts away.
And I haven’t felt anything for so long,
And when you touched me,
I felt something that I hadn’t felt before.
And I won’t say its love,
because I don’t know what being in love is.
And I’m not sure if I even believe
In falling in love anymore.
And you said you believed you could see
A person’s intentions in their eyes.
Is that why you wouldn’t look at me when you held me?
Why when you did you made sure to look away
Before I could find the lies inside of them?
Well can’t you see that my eyes aren’t windows?
Can’t you see that they’re deep and dangerous wells
That boys so unlike you have fallen into
And never escaped?
And they will lead you straight to absolutely nothing.
Because I’ve given my everything,
To too many people who gave me
And I gave what little I had left,
And you no longer have any use for me,
So I’m back to that feeling of… not feeling.
I’d move the stars for you,
Because I still believe you deserve nothing less than