I wish I could unwrite you.

It's funny, the things that stick
Like licorice to your teeth
The good times can haunt you more
The bad times feel like peace
It was never like this before.
I've never felt so twisted.
I lived and learned and fell into this knife you fucking hit me with.
 
I'm laughing more than I cry
I know better and still sometimes
I lift something from the liquor store just to feel your fire
How sweet and how divine
These tears are happy, I swear
I lie, I lie but to you, the truth I always bared.
 
So tell me what's your affliction?
Tell me so I can know
How to go on without seeing your ghost
Because I'm sewing up my wounds
Marie-Kondoing life like it's my room
But still I find your prints everywhere I go