She turns her back towards me. I see the scratches I left with my fingernails

I want to know what she is thinking but I don't dare asking for fear she thinks we're wrong

Of course she does but as long as she's not saying it I can pretend

I want her to love me

But I've hurt her too much for her to ever trust or love me

Maybe this is her way of showing me how I've made her feel, rejecting her

Still, she's here, screams my name in ecstasy

Before she turns away from me

Leaving me to wonder