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Nov 2020
You turned bitter and cold
And that’s when the wind told me you were drifting away
Icebergs on warm hearts
And dark clothes that cover deep scars
I wore long sleeves
The sunset and the daylight rose
The only closure you gave me was silence
And the moonlight sky’s outside my window
Got darker and harder
the frost, the fog
Frozen in time
Like my passion and lust for had never gone, and you were still mine
waiting for you to come back is like waiting for snow in the Sahara desert
And consumed my time like the countdown for Christmas
Counting from January the 1st
And not knowing if you’ll make it to the end of the year
The peace wasn’t deafening and the space not as far and wide
but the look in your eyes and the way that you cried on the car did nothing but break me inside
I still whisper ‘oh baby’ as if you would fall back into my arms
As if you could hear my cries
Ghosting my mind as if you’d died
And how can I hold you if you couldn’t get further out of my reach
You were so hard to leave
To hard for me to tell myself it wasn’t you it was me
Yeah I admit I was toxic but these toxins make me bleed
and you’ve not got one scar
But what do I know?
I’m the one who broke your heart and you left me in the dark
I’m emotionally unavoidably attached indescribably sad and unconsciously mad about you
lover
Written by
lover  21/F/peterborough
(21/F/peterborough)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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