The Way


The way your sweet voice used to make my insides flutter
A feeling that I find myself chasing but could never find in another

It was the way you used your tongue to make me feel like a goddess
To effortlessly making me feel like an object that you possess

The way your soft eyes gazed with pure elation from my sole existence
To piercing daggers cutting through my soul leaving me impotent

It was the way you made my heart beat faster when close to me
Only to make my heart sink the last time you set yourself free

Free from me is all you all you want to be
Can't you see that it's you that makes me breathe

Without you I'm left with this toll
That only you can lift from my soul

No one but you can wash away the stains of your love that remain
No one but you can take away all of your hand given pain

The way you'd often tell me you loved me
Promising me it would never happen again as your apology

It was the way you used to tell me you loved me
That still makes me love you despite all, unconditionally

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