Ink

How come your words are like ink on my skin? i'm tattooed, you're sinking in. How come doubt is like a freckle on my face? i can't scrub it off i can't erase it. i'm asking you what i gotta do to make you want to want me too. How come you push when all I want is pull? Push me away when you've had your fill. How come my dreams are plagued with your touch? I just can't get enough.