Yvette Young

The last time I felt love
The Sun was a halo around your head
I saw clouds, and I’ve heard waves
When you looked me in the eyes
You promised that we were free
I was a mess but I stayed calm

Choking, I’m choking

I’ve come to the sea to think
And I’ve come to the sea to brief

When I come home to his hands around my neck
I’m a whore, I’m a liar
I’m mute, I’m nothing
I sink into the floor of my room
The blood bruising, far away from you
But I’m still happy
I’m still dreaming of the sea



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