You were her possession
Something for her to win
A thing she always wanted
To have only for herself
Again and again
This is not love
Hang onto the dream
Try to relive it
But she won’t want anymore
What she already had
Excitement is high
Fulfilling the fantasy
But it is only to have you
So no one else can
And to tell all her friends
That she won you
That she wanted you
Only to win you
She finally had you
This is not love
It’s like motion sickness
Being chased all over the states
It’s like being hunted
Followed until the only
Choice left is to say yes
That’s the case
A feeling of being
Needed and wanted
You cannot escape
Even trying to get away
Still she comes for you
It’s agreed and
You think you are winning
A family a home children
When she gets there
You are hers again
She is what you always wanted
But not in this way
You are her possession
Take a jet fly away
Un voyage over an ocean
Of tears and leftover sadness
For being alive because
He loved a ghost
Something that wanted to
Hold him back
Keep him even from hisself
This is not love
To tell everyone he is mine
To show the world she chides
You are hers and he
Smokes too many cigarettes
After too many glasses
Of red wine and pain to disbelieve
Mournings of headaches
And trying to remember
And not enough sleep
And she holds him in the cage
Which is a fake enclosure
For her heart she mistakes
And he wants to know
How to be free from the love
That he thought truly wanted to
Hold him up not
Hold him down
Build him up not break him down
This was not love
© GÄ
Poétique 