I have lived a sheltered life……

I have come to realise…..my sanctuary is the world I create around me……

Safe……

Almost Lover ~ A Fine Frenzy

“Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images”

It is a self-preservation thing…….

“You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick”

A defense mechanism…….

“We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images”

Vulnerable?……. I don’t remember the last time I let that feeling get anywhere near my postcode……

“And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you would never let forget these images, no”

What I know is for me to keep…………what I gave was mine to forget…….

Improvise?…………..what do they say to the marines? You adapt. You overcome. You improvise.

“I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you’re gone and I’m haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life?”

It does not take long to change from being the hunted to the hunter………..

This is my territory…….my fortress……my home…..

These are the walls I build…….

And I don’t test the water…….

No game plan…..no strategy……

“Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do”

This is my world……..

“I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you’d want the same for me”

My Sanctuary………