phantom

58 2 0
                                    

my gentle beating heart turned into claps of thunder
the rip currents told me to rest in peace
for i had to learn to swim from the tears i've cried
yet today my ship crashed onto shore as my tears finally have dried
i've never yearned for sand so much
i ceased all communication with your wind
cause the oxygen i have is more than enough
i climbed the highest mountain where your desperate waves can't reach me
the hurricane had no eye
and somehow i escaped it's depressing chaos
it's funny how we can look back to the storm we created and laugh
eventually one day it will find peace and become a phantom of the past
our memories will become another display in your gallery
for you will remember me forever
haunting your heart

first loves, also known inexperience
but i must thank you for the experience

the diary of stellarWhere stories live. Discover now