More About a Girl I once knew

I still wake up breathing your name, like it’s the oxygen I need to proceed,
and I can hear you whispering the three syllables of my name ,
driving me two minutes past crazy and half past insane,
the way your voice catches those corners of vowels and constanants
never fails to make me content
and though it’s no longer the intent
just a look from your eyes
drives my heartbeat between my thighs
and I’m wet with sweat
bathed in regret
that we ever went there
cuz now all I can do is remember
when all I really want is to remember to forget

but somehow every time I see you I regress
the secrets whispered between us under the cover night
were never ever wrong
but somehow it wasn’t quite right

right?

I had faith in the reflection of god I found in your eyes
but you couldn’t live with that reflection
because my love seemed to deflect your personal god inside
maybe your just stronger than me or is it stronger than I

cuz for me my god never had a capital “g’”
but I never forget about me when I capitalize “I”
but I digress
or maybe I really deride

I’ll let you know once I come to terms with these issues inside

and if I’m not to desperate maybe you’ll subscribe
and I promise not to define my feelings anymore
(as if love could ever be truly described)

but until then I’ll still wake up breathing your name, like it’s the oxygen I need to proceed,
and I’ll still hear you whispering the three syllables of my name
driving me two minutes past crazy and half past insane...