Familiar Winds

Scabs and scars like clouds and stars… our love life more unpredictable than the sky!

He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me but maybe he just forgot, he loves me not and it’s all my fault…

Or so he tells me, with his eyes, voice and strong hands. Black and blue like a nights sky, covered in hurt!

Thunderstorms, tears fall fast, lightning lands with each strike, I look to the moon, I look to the sky!

Why God, Why? I keep asking myself! Just like when I was young, I’m stuck in the same constellation of bad patterns!