You leash out with no remorse of the way you make me feel.
You walk away with no hesitation to look back as if I would magically heal.
I see beauty and pain as you walk away hoping you’ll turn around and see my pain.
You say you can’t control yourself.
But baby I can’t control you either.
Picking myself up for the fourth, fifth time.
Just to catch up to you a few more times.
You live without thought and act without reflection.
Baby the hands I love the most shouldn’t hurt me in such ways.
- Nivis
