Loneliness

You have no right to talk to me about solitude,
Cause you did all the dirty work,
Left me to die,
And then came back just to tell me how lonely you feel.

You are paying for your mistakes,
And trying to drag me with the fault to our love's funeral.
But you didn't need my help to screw things over,
And look me in the eye saying things like:
"Maybe some years from now we will be in the same tune."

What was I suppose to do?
Wait and see if I'm good enough for your future you?
No way!

I wish I could skin you out of my body,
And throw up the kisses you once gifted me.
Blow away the sound of your voice from my ears,
Destroy your existence inside my heart.

This is killing me.
You are.
Somehow the air from my lungs is very old,
Cause they want to preserve your smell.
And the tears i've cried,
Are still resting in my chest.

I'm stuck in the past,
If somehow I was a museum,
Showing up the marks you made in my stomach,
When butterflies became tigers,
So the whole world could see how dangerous it is to fall in love.