Closure

When he is touching you,
every inch of your skin,
every pore inside will have
tiny reminants of me embedded
deep inside of you still.

Although you can't feel them, because I do admit
it can be numbing,
I will always be there and
I know that just kills you.

My lips left timeless prints all over you
and it's no mystery that they
bruised the inside of your flesh,

and baby, you can't ever erase the fact
that I was there.
I was there first.