Recurrent Scars

I'm twenty,
And you're twenty four.
I sent you a card,
Saying I love you more.

I didn't think there would be no words in your reply.
I thought the reason you ain't talking was 'cause you're shy.
Little did I know, that you've made your world.
And I got this news from a little black bird.

You've made your fake love interest,
and I found my true stress.
I've lost my patience and emotions,
Whilst you made love and destruction.

You threw my penny of a heart,
like you've tossed it at a fountain.
And I've forgotten your memories,
With the help of ice & gin.

Left me feeling nothing and broke my trust,
But this isn't the end of us.
I may just be a fridge magnet,
But the one you can't forget.

I can imagine you counting stars,
Till it reminds you I exist.
Know that you took the easy exit,
and I'm left with recurrent scars.

It's You

This is what Zayn Malik's "it's you" inspired me.
These were just words that described the song to me.

Sudden earthquakes within the heart, When I was the one she forgot.
The simplest note, I played,
Of heartbeats that came to my aid.

Afloat on the water waves,
Sinking into the sun rays.
I saw reflections that I couldn't distinguish,
Seeing you again was a deadly wish.

I could hear Heartbeats.
As Echoes on the streets.
A haunting soul, died cause of love.
Battered and yet ready to serve.

Staring at the night sky,
The heartbeats slowly die.
I was falling into an abyss,
By the essence of your kiss

Her afterlife walked and left her trace.
"It's you" I said, as I saw her face.
I don't know why, I lost my breath
Come all wrong and take me to death.