Sweet Hurt

Cut me clean, my dear.
I laugh, then I cry, you pull that goodbye.
Sweet hurt, stay near.
You've gone, but you're still here.
The glass has your lipstick.
Raise it to my lips, but stop before I drink.
It only takes one sip to bring it all back.
The bittersweet, I can almost taste the summer.
Oh, the heat.
Sweet hurt, stay near.