Natural Disaster

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  • Dedicated to Chris
                                        

[Just finished writing this. It's a little different than my usual style, so I hope you all like it! Dedicated to Norah, because she's always so supportive of my work and her own work always pushes me to want to be a better poet.]

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I realized too late that our relationship was on the rocks...
Got too far out to sea, and then couldn't see the docks.
The seas were stormy, and the waters were rough...
You threw me overboard, and I was dashed against the bluff.

You should have asked for help, but you were too proud...
Your love was unstable and mine was too loud;
When things fell apart, there was nowhere to hide,
And baby, I guess I got caught up in your landslide.

But boy, you rolled into my life just like a hurricane,
And it took me too long to realize you were bad news...
By the time it sank in, my heart was mid-hydroplane,
And by the time you rolled out, I already had the blues.

You're a force of nature; you're trouble on the rise...
I should have seen you coming in the stormy skies.
And baby, you're just another natural disaster...
You came in fast, but you left even faster.

And boy, you're just as dangerous as a forest fire...
And foolish as I am, I watched my own funeral pyre.
But baby, I have only myself to blame...
Because I chose to be the moth to your flame.

And I can't tell if you're a tornado or a tsunami...
Can't tell if the temperatures were frigid or balmy.
But I know for sure that you were an earthquake,
Because you rocked my world, even if it was a mistake.

Maybe you were an avalanche, or maybe you were a flood...
Or maybe you were just the fire that raged in my blood.
One minute you were a volcano, the next you were a drought...
And the fact I loved you is the only thing that I do not doubt.

But you were a force of nature; you were trouble on the rise...
Had I seen you coming, I could have foretold my own demise.
And baby, you were my very own natural disaster...
Because you came in fast, but you left even faster.

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