Drift

Everything I Never Told You

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Longing befell me on a sharp
right turn, wrong.
A dark disciple rose up in me
I call her nostalgia

Our love is like snow
that refuses to stick.

I am always breathing in want
and exhaling regret
in your icy air.

I take water into my lungs,
and pretend it is you

I measure sugar and salt
in equal cups.
The yearning for both,
making me desperate,

Sugar.
Salt.
Drift.

I keep looking for a blizzard,
but the sidewalk is bare,
and the treacherous sky
swears snow never fell here.

-Tosha Michelle

https://m.soundcloud.com/tosha-michelle2020/the-scientist-coldplay-cover

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