Lord made me feel love,
Feel loved.
Made me close to a girl
Just to make me see through the pain of her open wonds.
Tears with toxic acids
Painting a smile to her cheeks
It was nice for a moment
Like feeling the warmth of the breasts
Just to be feeded sour milk
Pain in the eyes of the beholder denied being unnoticed even by the blink

I never spoke
Yet my words carried a lot of weight
I just couldn't spit them,
Set them free
The weight/wait was too much
Our ship sank
when she fleed the scene
Wished it was a prank

My chest beats of absent sounds
Love was like salt in water
Dissolved and left a bitter taste
This was not a story to be written
As It exists in the previous page
This was just a cut and paste

There is no place that memory would not follow
Our long passed time captured in my brains
A slave i wish not to release