Are you touching other young lovers
Each time I think of you
A nightmare with eyes wide open
Your fingertips burnt on my skin
I\'ve scraped and scrubbed them off
And the evidence is all gone
But it still lies behind my eyes and in my throat
Why does it close at the thought of you
And why was it open when I needed it
To shut and only open for help
Why have I run out of tears
My eyes never close long enough
To let them form
And in some ways you\'ve stayed innocent
And does your mother know your weakness
And do your friends know the truth
Because you left me burdened with it
I let you walk away countless times
Because you\'ve always come back to play
Now you left me empty and confused
Wishing the best for me as if you\'d care
And I drank it up to replace my self-esteem
You left me with multiple questions yet I only have this one
\"Did I get too old for you?\"
-.t.b.