Thousand

It’s not supposed to feel right
And broken at the same time
A thousand lights that dance
Out of my heart to you each time
What do you have to ask me?
Maybe then you don’t feel
The thousand pins and needles
That I feel near you each time
It’s just my mouth, it’s just a word
And what is that?
How does it hurt? How does it hurt?
I’m not supposed to need what
I’ve never had to know it
A thousand thoughts that crawl
Out of the dark to lie with me
I’m not supposed to say it
The way my head replays it
A thousand words and none of them
That I can say out loud
But out loud is how it feels
Is what you hide
Just as real, just as real?