I spent two hours getting ready.
Painted my lips with temptation
And my eyes with moonlit dust
Hoping you will confuse colour with love
Maybe if this sparkle covers my eyes
It will disguise, how much I need this.
And if my lips are painted red
You won’t see how parched they’ve become without a kiss.
I could be lucky…
If I squeeze into this dress
I could hide my distress
under lace and silk, you’ll never know
I’ve spent too many nights alone.
And I know you’ve only seen me through your phone
But maybe wine will be enough of a filter
that you’ll miss the marks on my skin.
Because life doesn’t leave an airbrush
And my flesh is no longer untouched.
But I’ll spend these hours at the mirror,
Mixing dreams with makeup
Until I create constellations on my cheeks
So, you’ll think that I’ve seen stars,
then you won’t need to seek a reason
For the scars, underneath.
And when you peel back the silk and lace
You won’t find a trace
Of a girl that’s yet to be mended
Because you’ve been tempted
By stars and moonlit dust.
And I’ll just have to trust, that when morning comes
And my disguise is undone