now looking back,
id call it anything but love
because he always managed to make dying flowers look alive in his hands
one of the first ever warning signs
poor little desperate me was dangerously blind
to the damage that was coming
of what what was about to unwind
trying to keep my distance
but my heart wouldn’t listen to my mind
no it wouldn’t listen
and now he’s the one im so achingly missing
i should of been listening
to the chaos unfolding
should of seen the warning signs
before going emotionally blind
but he was so enchanting
since he always managed to make dying flowers look alive in his hands
my heart adored the false promise
got too close
and then i was trapped and called his
so entranced by his presence
never knew he could cause the damage and flames that rampage in my present
but i thought ht was a gift, a present
since he could make dying flowers look alive in his hands
i thought he could fix all of mine