Obsession

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Vomit on my shirt
dried tears on my face
his blood is splattered
all over the place

in the mirror
i take a breath
time to clean up
the signs of death

i keep telling myself
as i roll up the plastic
he deserved this
you are not sadistic

god i loved him
why did he break my heart
well i guess i showed him
i ripped him apart

i took his lips for which i gave my first kiss

i kept his hands that which held me tight

his eyes are mine, where he kept his soul

i hold his heart, for mine he broke

the blood on my hands
which stains my clothes
is forever a reminder
of what no one knows

every night i open the case
stare into his eyes and picture his face
hold the hands that held me tight
kissed the lips that kissed me good~night

in my hands i hold his heart
after all, i told him we would never be apart