Your love is a whirlpool
And no matter how much I crave it
It will always lead to my destruction

I was caught in you so easily
I really thought that meant it was meant to be
You and I seemed like two halves of a lost soul that had a lot of catching up to do
A lost soul that could finally reach beauty in wholeness
But really all you did was leave me broken and alone
Like how I found you
You never opened up to anyone
And so when you opened up to me, I thought it was fresh roses on a spring morning
But in reality it was truly thorns on a harsh winter night.
My whirlpool, I cannot fight you
Nor do I want to
But I want to survive you
I want to live after you and share the story of how you were overcome
But it's so hard
So for now, I'll stop struggling
And enjoy the ride
-whirlpool