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