Covid-19 PKP #3

One summer,
I found a guy,
Name Alex Turner,

We spend the night together,
He look me in the eyes,
I hope to freeze this moment forever,

I woke up to the smell of his leather,
Extraordinary you cannot buy,
Lucky to have you as my lover,

One day he become a father,
I cry,
Tears of happiness for a daughter,

You are like no other,
Your words are never dry,
Constantly making me feel better,

You sat in front of the computer,
There is somethig you wanna try,
Which had turn you into a cheater,

I'm just something you hold onto for later,
I'm ready to take all the blame,
I'm aware that i wasn't a good listener,

I'm sorry for having a disorder,
I'm sorry you got caught in my flame,
I'm sorry for I didn't try harder,

You promise to never lay a finger,
Baby,
Your words got sweeter,

I guess action speaks louder,
Baby,
You are just a hunter,

Even when we are already over,
It is as if i had never known you,
There is just so much about you i haven't discover,

Burying the pain deep under,
What to do?
I'm just trying my best breathing underwater,

How does it feel to pull the trigger?
Is it nice?
Witnessing me turning into a drinker,

Lets talk when I'm more sober,
Though I'm scared that i might fall twice,
Maybe i should give you the cold shoulder?

It's the day after,
I saw you holding hands with a girl,
Who i thought was your sister,

It's like an unspoken order,
My mind was in a whirl,
Truly an eye opener,

In this story I'm just a joker,
Pushing through the day,
Which seems to go slower,

Gosh, i miss your laughter,
Echoing through the hall way,
Now everything is just bitter,

Days went on with me feeling under the weather,
Lately it has been cloudy,
Most of the time it shower,

In my head i whisper,
Can you stop being so rowdy,
I guess never,

Your words still linger,
Like a broken record,
Stuck in my head at every corner,

I suppose you are a composer,
Arranging every chord,
Within a snap of your finger,

I honestly thought you are my one true owner,
Where everything i must obey,
It is time for me to accept that we are no longer,

We fall back into being strangers,
You took a different alley,
While I'm just spending my day under the covers.

Look at me now braving through the temporary pain with blood in my hand and cuts that wound so deep to the point where the scars had been so ugly yet it is still there for everyone to see. This too will pass, this pain is worth. I will grow stronger than before i whisper to myself.

-AIDA SARAH-
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