How vicious thinking of you is,
How disruptive it is to the calm in my life.
Because I know your mind dwells somewhere else,
You are forgetting me, beautiful one.
And you, the man, that destroys the ease,
With every passing day,
The storm breaks upon my skin,
And I shatter again,
All the glass at your feet,
So retreat, retreat.
These words have become so vicious,
And luring to the dark,
You tear me apart, and wash me away,
How I love you so, so much still,
Without you even knowing, caring,
How vicious that is.