A breeze well kept

[duniechka]

I feel like I should tell you something
inside me
I breathe the fear

you love her

It's all a mess
In my head

there's secrets your
mouth closed

I think
I
love
you

It's a breeze well kept

I think
you
don't

see,
I say
nothing

You escape me and then
I'm a year
away from you