Faces

I can see you want to touch her
You can't even resist
Your hands and eyes just land
On her skin
And I have been
A victim of that desire too
But I'm starting to feel as if
I am through
If this is love I don't want it
I'd rather say fuck you
Flee
And be haunted forever
By only the memories
Instead of the visceral pain and agitation
Caused by looking at your faces