Jealous Much?

Sting and burn.
Words slice into my pupils.
A knife in Times New Roman,
The curl of the "K" digs too deep.
Somewhere that never bleeds.
Your key digs deep into my eye,
The sparkle turns red,
The girl inside dies.

When suffocation was my issue,
I never thought I'd feel this green.
And when the air was forced from my lungs,
I never knew I'd miss it,
When you took my breath away.
And the girl inside dies.

Honesty is so difficult,
Why can't I be honest
When my heart falls upon this subject,
My heart falls to the floor.
And the girl inside dies.

In a strangers arms,
My scared eyes traverse the room.
I remeber that face,
I remember you.
And the girl inside died.