Blender Smells Like Burning

Go

When he cries
go numb when you run to your arms suffer when you suffer you run
to mine
when you laugh when you cry you're with me

me when you're scared me and when I hurt
're with him laughing and hugging
to
not cry and when I cry, you're with him
comforting to
and does not crumble when I laugh, I'm with you
but you're thinking of him
then go with your love
go forever without consequence
not love you back, do not follow me seeing or calling
not interest me your life, no future together
sorry I'm crying now giving me, giving me
comfort myself with words of encouragement
the mirror,
not need you, nor your eyes or your scent
angel in heaven, nor your voice quiet
or your loving arms, and warm skin,
When he laughs, not with you,
but that you do not mind, so

go with him before I regret what I say.

Jean Machuca