Tethered
Your touch
Your fingers in my hair
Your words
Harsh against my face
Its like a slap
When you look at me that way
I want to hate you
Until you bleed a different color
Love, lust and loathing
Pouring from my veins
You're like a drug
That slowly kills me from the inside
I won't crawl
On my hands and knees for you
Not this time
I've opened up enough
It's your turn
To take your time
And weigh the situation
I'll be here
If you decide to find me
Copyright © Tiffany Garrison-Full | Year Posted 2006
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