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