such a whirlwind 

 

a wild soul stuck in a person at war

with himself 

 

and you were a token

because i, myself, am shattered

i love broken

 

something to fix 

and distract

from my own mix

 

we pulled and pushed 

until i broke down

and you felt something

almost 

but not quite

 

she wanted something to work out 

for once 

but she was a shout

and he was not a whisper

 

and as quickly as it struck

their fire was blown out.