The feelings that I hide, the words that often leave my lips dry.
The stinging tears that flow down from my eyes.
They all recite your name.

You're my personal contradiction
Because you wish to possess my soul
Yet, you refuse to call it yours.

And I'll burn like a thousand suns to make you realise, the love that I harbour for you isn't based on lies.

It's when the lyrics started to make sense that I realised; poetry resides in your eyes.

He made love to my broken heart,
Sought a piece of paper
And scribbled my name on it like art.
He healed my bruising scars;
Kissed the faded wounds
And turned them into glimmering stars.
He taught me how to live,
To let go of sadness,
To give in and to forgive
He whispered promises to my soul
Made me sing along
A symphony that made me feel happy and whole.

Teach me something that no one knows,
A lesson that nobody ever wrote.
Teach me a love that yet remains to be explored.
An emotion, so infectious that it can never be cured.

I'm not who you think I am
I'm the demise of every noble man
I'm the tempest;
The storm that's brewing over an ocean of gasoline.
I'll burn you, yet you'll drown in the currents that I possess.
I'm not just the beautiful woman that you see.
I'm full of blunt curves and rough edges that'll cut you deep.
No sign of perfection reflects within me.
I'm not a goddess of love or peace.
I'm the antebellum that originates the war and grief
A massacre of destruction
Where the collateral damage has no restriction
A tangled mess of chaos and dreams
Nightmares that are spoon-fed to you in the disguise of peace.
I'm the darkness before the dawn.
The ominous calm that exists before the storm.
The vicious hunter that's looking for it's prey.
The calamity that'll result in a bloodbath of a raging hurricane.

I was miserable when you left.
I cried for hours and days.
But now what I feel is undoubtedly the most contradictory emotion I've ever felt,
I don't think I'll ever forget you.
You were my enchanting fantasy which abruptly ended on a sad note.
You were my first mesmerizing emotion of utter utopian devotion.
You were the drop of Jupiter that dripped upon my hair and left me wild.
You were the fire of the purest passion that burned me alive.
You invoked the deepest desires from the darkest corners of my mind.
You loved me when I considered the meaning of love as a waste of time.
You left me as if I was a pariah on the pedestal of a sacred shrine.
You disappeared like Houdini as soon as the lamp lost its light.
You abandoned me and vanished like a phantom, right out of my sight.
You were the myriad of perfection that seemed so lovely to be deceptive.
But when you left, it felt like a shard of glass ripping through my heart.
It hurt, and I screamed the most melancholic sound.
My devotion turned toxic and it spilled like acid on the ground.
Smoldered the memories of the best times and charred the symphony that my soul sang out.
So what I'm trying to say is that I don't think I'll ever forget you. Neither will I ever forgive you.
I'll think about you for the rest of my life. Till the day, the sky falls down and engulfs us in its light.