Glass Hearts

I paint my lips in cherry red. You touch my skin like it's a dare. You say my name like holy wine. But holy things can turn unkind. Each time you pull me close, I feel The ghost of those before. We build our love with glass and rust, A fragile trust, a pretty lie. I hold my breath, you hold the flame, But glass hearts break in different ways. Mine beats loud, yours Just hums A melody that never comes. You give me flowers, give me fear. A kiss that tastes like disappearing. I stay because I know the art Of loving someone cold at heart. Each time you turn away, I rewrite what I meant to say. Build our love with glass and rust, A fragile trust, a pretty lie. I hold my breath, you hold the flame, But glass hearts break in different ways. Mine beats loud, yours Just hums A melody that never comes. If I leave before the dawn, Will you even know I'm gone? I'm not afraid of being burned, I'm afraid of what I've learned. I'll stay until the glass gives in. Two hearts broken by the wind.