Wyntas Stormx

wyntas aouras aa. : the Ethiopian 👑 story.

I don’t know what to think anymore. I’m so drained, he left my side for the second time. Is he worthy of the precious spirit I once knew?

He is apart of my soul and he has moved so foul, threw me in his dirty clothes pile, cancelled my purity; as I sobbed... I threw in my drenched towel, his inch was a cent, my walk.. was a mile, forced to give a smile, laying on my side as my tears plow, as I wondered how? Left me in the coldest rain shower, I guess I was only meant for you because you enjoyed my love for a few hours, every time you lied, I chose to trust you anyway, I was your life gaurd, your safe lawn. Hugs upon dawn, protecting you like a king on a chess board, you pointed pain at me like a compass you sliced my heart with your sword, cut me and detached me, as a mother and child cutting an umbilical cord, I’m worthy but you rather please others pay attentiveness to people pleasers and sworn, as I walked in strength my soul stretching and my mind torn, wishing our love could be reborn, oh lord 🍂 I don’t know your motive with me, can you please make it chandelier clear?