The taste of your goodbye,
Is still fresh upon my lips.
Shivers still travel down my spine
From the last time you grabbed my hips.
You left your mark on me,
And I can’t seem to get it to fade.
You cut me open so deeply,
I know my blood’s still on your blade.
You didn’t deserve a space in my universe,
But somehow I still let you in.
Trying to bare my soul to your unopened eyes
Is still my greatest sin.
I wonder when I’ll forget you,
And release you from these ties.
I guess I’m still dealing with the effects,
Of loving the wrong guy.