Fateful Wind
You know that time it was windy right
I remember because it was the same night
You came into my room and told me hey
I’ve been thinking about you all day
Something went through my mind at the sight of you
I felt it surge and rush through and through
My body working overtime just to understand
How you could fathom to touch me with such a hand
You think I didn’t notice the mark on your neck?
The one from the night before
You know
When you promised you would spend it
With
Me?
Guess you forgot and anyway I had myself
I bundled up and listened as the wind hit the wall against my shelf
Anyway thank you for making everything so clear
Though my bones remain tense every time you come near.
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