not belonging to me

i can't help but notice the lights
in your eyes when you see her
salty face and porcelain lips and
i can't help but cry when you smell
her hair of cigarette butts but you
enjoy a little smoke every now and
then i begin to realize that you
can't continue to lie about your
truths and be honest about lies
i begin to notice how your eyes
die a little each time you speak my
name and i know it's all my fault