It's Zenobia

He still  Makes my head spin  My heart skip  Beats  He still Makes my breath  Catch  In my throat So  That my speech  Is clipped And cautious Often  Lost in  My mouth  As my tongue Wets my lips  In hopes of  A kiss  He does this  He still Makes my nerves  Dance  Under my skin  Out and in  And over  Again  He does this  When  Ever  I am near him  He still  Has that look  In his eyes  Like I  Might still Be the one  That makes  His head spin  His heart skip  beats  His hand want  To reach out, touch me  He does  As I hope he will And I still Love him  Still love him  Still love, Still

We were two  Once  Not too long ago  But as we walked I became  Preoccupied By the sweetest Of distractions The kind  That makes the world  Seem perfect And this thing  Called love  Made me  Lose my way  My hand slipped From his  And my eyes  No longer saw  What his saw  I tried hard  To convince myself That all was well  That love  Would guide me  Would find me  At his side  But he grew tired  Of walking  Alone  And the love I thought would save us, gave us  Cause  To ache  And him,  The need to be away And I must sit  And fix  The way And the steps  That I should take  So that our paths  Can cross again So that our strides  Will never  Falter 

He has set sail off to find  peace and himself at its best with the words "should the wind bring me back then it is what was meant" I nod,  and through a haze of tears I wave and watch as he  leaves And I wonder how I can watch the sun  rise and fall without him here all the while  holding  my breath so I don't  disturb the wind  I pray to.. if I can  just be patient what I know in my heart should be, will be and the wind will fill his sails and sing my name gently into his ear whilst the moon  teaches me how to light  the way

You know  What's funny  About the heart  Is that when it breaks  Somehow It keeps itself  Together Just enough  So you can  keep  Hearing it Shatter  So you can feel  The weight  Of its emptiness And sometimes It’s quiet  So you think that  You've been strong  But really  Right at that moment As you lay  Curled in bed  It wakes you  So that you find yourself Soaked in tears It finds you  At a red light And reminds you  Of the places  You've been  That you'll never  See again  And the pain  Washes over you  In wave after wave  And then its over  And the silence Returns  For three whole days  While you walk  In a trance  Until you hear that song he sang for you  Which makes you  Look over at his picture Where he's laughing And you can almost Hear it  Almost feel it  And you fall apart again and you wonder  ...

That ocean  That we swim in  That we fight  That fills our lungs  And sinks us  If we dare it,  If we challenge it Without strength, I have met it I know it well  I have struggled  In its waves  In its dark currents I have battled  And been battered I have tasted  Its bitter salts I have seen its  Darkest depths  I have known That moment  That painful moment  When you surface  Just enough To taste the air  Only to be swiftly pushed back beneath Into the empty...  I have known  Those moments  When I barely kept My head above the water And it was  Never good enough  This ocean tempts us Taunts us Teaches us  And I In my moments  In its darkest waters have finally broken its surface And learned The right way  To swim

And just like that  Her castle  Fell down  Around her feet  And in the distance, The knight  That was  No longer hers  And in her hands  The pieces  Of heart  No longer whole  She was  Without  Balance   So that she  Stepped lightly Around The ruins  Of  A dream  She used to know  And on her lips   Pained whispers..   Save me,  Restore me...  And she was Bare  Broken  Bones  Now  Holding her breathe  For a wish

With its eager magic Summer spurned us Into each other's arms  Then in an instant  Summer burned us  Leaving us dizzy With its heat  Faint and weak  We stumbled forward Blindly Throats too dry to speak What were we now  In this moment Brittle, broken spirits  Words were tinged  With the smoke  Of broken promises  And we begged Silently  For the shelter  Of clouds  To bear this sun  For the gift  Of rain  To cleanse  renew  revive  This love  We thought we'd known  We prayed  For the days  Before we had run  Foolishly into this summer  For the nights  When breezes kissed  Our skin with the spring Of love  The soft buds of love  We reached out  To each other  In hopes  Of finding that place  But the summers  Were too much  And we burned So quickly That We never  Reached our fall