repetition

nothing

you can hurt me all at once,
but you choose the other way around-
his hands wrapped around your hips,
his lips tattooed across your lips.

you can say it all to mine,
but you leave me asking why-
where did i go wrong,
and when i did that right?

it’s a beautiful disaster,
wrapped in bright colorful colors,
and from the feelings you have given to me-
from everything turns into nothing.

you're not brave enough,
to break me into pieces,
but you always choose the painful part-
turning me into nothing.