pain.
scorchin
pain.
searing
thrumy
skin.
likean
invisible
force.its
pulling
meaway
fromyou.
your
words
cutmy
heart.
likea
hotknife
thru
butter.
wordsof
die
before
theycan
makeit
out
ofmy
mouth.i
dint
wantto
begyou
forsmth
youwld
notand
willnot
give.ami
loving
someone
wrong?
