White noise, bleeding through the wind as she wraps her arms around me.
 
I am not ready,
I am not ready to let you go.
 
Still she pulled, she pulled you away from me.
 
The ocean moving under my body
My bones aching like thunder
 
Yet I can’t feel a thing.
 
Dancing,
my soul is dancing.
I can not be angry at her
for taking you away from me
 
She doesn’t know any better.
 
Or maybe I’m the fool.
 
I cut open my veins when she told me I must give you back;
 
I cut my hands on the pieces of me you broke.

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