I have been abandoned so many times and you promised you wouldn't leave but here I am again wandering the streets looking for a place to call home but nobody wants to fix a shattered soul
But I will not be shaken, I will not be a game your mother places into your hands to distract you from annoying her.
I am the ocean and you are just a boy who loved the waves but was completely terrified to swim
You only know me by my scars laced onto my skin from the age of 12
But you didn't see the internal scars engraved deep within, with your constant lack of opening up to me.
You admitted I had a little madness, but you didn't care
You said I was magic and I was on edge, I wanted to fall and you wanted to fly, and somewhere in between we lost direction in our heads. We collided and my heart went missing.
I was never crazy, I just didn't contain the thought of caging my heart. I was born wild, and you'll look around for someone like me, for there is the horrors in my heart that cause flames in yours, and I am willing to burn for everything I have ever loved.
But when it's over, remember nothing defied us, other than the moments that made us feel alive.
As loving me is not easy, it will be war. You will be holding weapons, guns. And I will hand you the bullets . So breathe, and embrace the beauty of the massacre that lies ahead.
There is nothing more fatal than melancholic lovers.
