I mean i don't really know anymore.
I've been in pain , and yet still naive as always.
There's no really counting for me anymore
It hurts , but it is , what it is.
The day I saw his face I fell in deep love
Now I'm in deep pain.
There's no explaining anymore
All the cigarettes, vapes , alchohol and drugs
Don't matter.
His cold touch does.
His soft hand over my torso.
Leave all of those snakes behind.
"He doesn't love you."
"He's a player"
Yeah , whatever.
The cuts more and more, turn into wounds.
Whatever.
He's my man.
He will be.
I walk into school , admiring the looks all of the people
I can feel his hands around mine.
I see xander watching.
From pain to enjoyment , laughter.
I don't care what they think.
Maybe I'm not the prettiest, but definitely the bitchiest
I sit down my xander at my next lesson
"I'm sorr-"
"Fuck off" I say
"I want you back-"
"Or do you want my body back , huh?"
"You."
Those eyes of my pain slightly hurt me
I swallow.
"No."
"Never again."
