Liars

Time slips

I can hardly grasp the intangibility of it

Hands run their fingers over me in circles

Reviewing, moving forward

I'd rather not be clarified

Or concrete. I'm a liquid

Hard to hold, unless you have a cup

Made from wit and charm, make it deep

Don't drink me all at once, though

The sweet parts fade into an aftertaste

That you'll probably regret

And then that'll fade too

For me, time washes my memory

Recycles dirt, and leaves it yellow

Bright with everything left

I can only miss happiness, even if I live with a different shade

And you, you were dark, painful

And you ripped me in half

I'm a not a liar, just a contradiction

You couldn't want me

And I certainly don't need you

But you said pretty things, and smiled right

Sometimes, when it's dark out

I want to hold your hands