Today I feel left to the sun, dried and warn Yesterday I was someone in search of danger I found it Melancholy I lost a friend and gained a skewed vector Potentially dangerous to paradise So I clean my soul Waiting
Like a flame so high all I will do is make you burn, Think before you walk down my path of love cause you might never be able to turn! Like a sudden rush of adrenaline all I will do is pump you up for the fall, Think before you fall in my love cause you might never be able to take my all!! Like a broken dream so bad all I will do is make you walk away, Think before you join me for a walk cause with heavy winds you might sway! Like a thorn admist the roses all I will do is leave you bruised, Think twice before you hop on a ride cause you might even be left all alone on the cruise!!
she was wearing soft red lips and blue eyes as deep as the ocean and a shirt that read “THIS WILL DESTROY YOU” and you should’ve known then but it was already too late too late too late and you were already moving, already in motion she made her darkness shine like gold.
she was wrapped in silk and satin that would have burned you if you tried to touch and she was sitting by a window waiting for you. she wanted to keep her sadness close and her vastness open. she didn’t understand what it meant to be the moon and you should’ve known then but it was already too late and you were already moving. she was a wolf, she said and her knowledge could eat you alive. you, on the other hand have always been a deer.
she spoke with a voice of lush and luxury and wore her jacket over her shoulders on the first day of spring. her enigma was thrilling and she scared you almost to death but not enough to make you leave. she had hands of ice and the breath of heartbreak. she still remembered how to laugh however cynical. she was just as lost and dismembered as anyone else but knew how to hide it among sharpened knives and glasses of red wine. she loved the thought of drowning but yearned to be saved and asked you for help. she let you in but she was a self-proclaimed goddess with secrets deeper than your lungs. she was water and you have always been air and you should’ve known then but it was already too late and you were already moving. the whole time you moved within one word and that word carried you to places she never could: chance. she tried to warn you she knew she couldn’t be the person you loved yet somehow you still did somehow you still did (she) did still you, somehow somehow you still did. it was already too late late too, already, was it? it was already too late. before you even met her before you even saw her turn around in that coffee shop before her smile before her accent reached your ears before your arms touched before she read her writing to you before she opened before she placed her hand on your back before you watched her walk away down the dark city street for the first and last time before you met the body behind the screen, you did you loved the words.