He blew in like the wind
On a warm October night
Carefree and wild
With his smile, his charm,
And those deep eyes you could swim in
He tousled my hair and caressed my skin,
Covering every inch of me,
Whispering sweet nothings into my ear,
And I believed them to be true
At once, the sky turned gray and unstable,
Forcing me to find refuge away from him,
To let go of him for my own safety
Just as suddenly, the air was clear and stagnant,
For he was gone, swept away by the same wind that blew him in
If only I could have made him stay,
Held on tighter, been more than I was
If only I hadn’t been foolish enough,
Foolish enough to believe the stories, the fantasies
Foolish enough to believe that he could be caught
But like the wind, he slipped through my fingers
