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Natassia Serviss Apr 2017
Like a wind that blows my sails
Or a smell that melts my mind
We drift like shells that crash in the waves as the ocean wails
The sun on my skin as a reminder,
With the warmth of a body near my side.
That electric shock given to me by the responder
Could never make my heart beat back to the pattern that hit so hard I would have to hide.
My hands in front of my face and I tell our time.
I only know a few words but I know how to call you mine.
No direct possession of that breeze I feel,
But in my skin I begin to heal.
A claim to love, a claim to see.
It's not a claim to own even though that's what the words read.
I can't own a sound or the wavelength you're on,
But how else can I learn to appreciate the love before it's gone?
The air is too strong and too free
To ever belong to a human like me.
With wings to pass my sails and carry my soul,
You could never be mine or make me whole.
There's more to be in our sky above,
The world will revolve around love.
I won't ask you to be mine.
I won't ask to be yours.
We have so much time
And have opened so many doors.
The ocean can drown me and the wind can drive me.
I love my journey, the sky behind me.
I can't make the Angel mine,
But the love of the world will be just fine.
I think I predicted our end when i wrote this.
Natassia Serviss Apr 2017
You make me feel numb
Every emotion there is in this world
And I feel just one.
I had felt alive with the stars in my eyes.
The lyrics to those songs I sang along,
The ones that began to cry about how their lives went wrong.
I didn't relate or even compare my time
Then one day you wrote those words to me.
How am I supposed to react when you say you don't love me?
My heart in my chest then my heart in my hand
Which you took in the moment unplanned.
Why start future that you didn't want?
I can't understand how someone can look at me with this love, this taunt.
Even when you're gone I can feel you near haunting the hallways in my mind.
The numb corridor echoes my cries out of my eyes.
Why?
My heart was beating faster than i knew how to handle.
My dreams were sweeter than they had ever been behind my wall.
You broke down my door with this lie, a waste of my time.
Now those lyrics i heard are burned in with every rhyme
I didn't do anything wrong but here I am with this pain in my chest,
This dull pulling ache which drains my emotions even at their best.
What do we gain from this?
All I have left is the numbness and the feelings that I miss.
I felt really low then, I didn't think I could feel like that again.

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