I Am Not Yours - Owel

This is the space upon my chest

For the perfect cheek to rest against

And yours it is not meant for

Though we suffer from the same disease

We both suffer differently

And though I do adore, you are not my cure

And I am not yours

This is the fire that I have saved

That I dare not give away to anyone that wouldn’t burn from

Though it’s true, for a moment I believed

It was you that I had seen in cinematic dreams

It’s such a lucky curse that you are not her

This is the veil that was my face

Lifted along with heavy weight

Revealing something new

Relief to feel indifferent

Thankful for my reunion with emptiness

This is a bittersweet farewell

And I know it hurts like hell

We’re well aware we were not meant for more

This is not your heart to break

You’ll break it anyway

You are not mine, and I am not