he was a poet. she was his muse.
they danced like a wind song. carefully through the world.
a rushing storms of love. nothing in between.
except for the secrets. little lies about another.
his poetry turned sour. her anxiety-ridden soul.
they cried tears in the dark. they played slow songs.
he was her poet. she was his muse.
they stood lies and tears.
thinking of tomorrow and tomorrows sweet regret.
nevermind the love. nevermind the others.
he was a caring soul. she was a wild one.
they whispered carelessly. she held his hand.
without the pain. without the hurt.
he would have been better without her.
she would have been better with him.
she was a liar. he was perfection.
for he is a poet & she is a muse.