Mistake

I'm looking forward to the day when I don't wake up
With your image pasted on my eyelids
Keeping me from seeing straight
Even the finest work of art can nauseate observers
You've brought me to my knees so many times
That they're scraped
At night you haunt me with your taunting whispers, perpetually
Since voices in my head have taken on your sweet tone
Am I mistaken or do you still care for me?
As much as the day I met you?
We were meant to be
Though I wish we'd just say, "sorry."
I'm afraid wе're done
It was perfеct while it lasted
But that's just love
Six months after the fact
Your facial image stays intact
Although I've tried so hard to rip & shred & burn it
I've tasted other lovers under covers but still wonder
If there will be another who is worth it
Could anyone make me queasy like you did at bedtime?
With the slightest stroke of skin, it felt like pretend
Could anybody make me forget that am still human
On this inevitable en-route to the end?
Am I mistaken or do you still care for me
As much as the day I met you?
We were meant to be
Though I wish we'd just say "sorry."
I'm afraid we're done
It was perfect while it lasted
But that's just love
That's just love