When you came to me,
You swept me off my feet
like what hurricanes do,
the one that keeps you afloat
with all that mixtures
of excitements, feelings
and kept you falling.
Eventually, you were a maelstrom,
out of nowhere you stormed in to take away a home
I mended and kept at bay
inside my chest cages.
Yes, you are the form
of every bits that takes away,
Yes you were,
when you left.
Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 7:36 PM UTC
When you came to me,
You swept me off my feet
like what hurricanes do,
the one that keeps you afloat
with all that mixtures
of excitements, feelings
and kept you falling.
Eventually, you were a maelstrom,
out of nowhere you stormed in to take away a home
I mended and kept at bay
inside my chest cages.
Yes, you are the form
of every bits that takes away,
Yes you were,
when you left.
People come and go some were storm like when they leave.
Some are storm that stay.
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