I’ve begun to notice,
the blueness of you eyes,
not like the majestic ocean,
from the day we first met.
now it’s more like a hurricane,
in which i will have my death.
as you say these words,
your tears are the rain,
you soft hands the lightning,
the words altogether the thunder.
you lash out at me,
and I just stare.
my daddy taught me, one fine day,
that we all need a little hurricane.
to save each of us, and baby,
I don’t regret my choices.



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