I've been here before,
Stuck between heart break
and a desire to stay calm.

I want to revel in chaos,
Find solace in a tornado.
She was my tornado.
She was my tornado.

You see a wake of destruction,
But if you're being held at her center,
The world spins around you
but she makes sure you're safe.

You move,
for her. And yourself.
You dance,
For her. And yourself.

But sometimes, she moves for her.
And herself.

I miss the swirling terror
all around me.