28 Jul 2019

Because...

Because… …I was dull
just for her fun,
She was all,
and I was none.

Because… …I was always there
with her,
She was elsewhere,
getting over.

Because… …Even if it cuts me open
and burns just like an oven,
I will love, beyond forever,
the false image I had of her.

Because… …Only if she would care,
she could stop right now to tear
my world into dead pieces
fed to her life of misses.

Because… …The odd vixen and the psychopath
Share in the end the same path:
Forced by the wind to flee,
United again by the sea.