Alone

 

HeÕs always around, thinking that he needs to be.

He watches with eyes of a starved predator

full of concentration and burning desire.

Constantly calling; pretending to be at home.

He must think that he should be admired for

being the man who made sure I never leave.

 

Really donÕt wanna be in your arms tonight

I'll just use my covers to stay warm tonight

 

When we met, I believed he was my Prince Charming.

How kind he was with the hours he spent to arrange me flowers.

Though I fell for his lovely smile; fell for his trap instead.

I suffocated in his chest as he swore to make me stay.

He advised me to keep him happy so he wouldnÕt snap.

I was blamed when I did no wrong. I became so withdrawn.

My body was his as he claimed, but my heart or mind wasnÕt.

I wasnÕt the same with the thoughts that lingered in my head.

 

Really donÕt wanna be in your arms tonight

I'll just use my covers to stay warm tonight

 

As he entered the bedroom expecting me to say yes,

I planned it to be the night where I declined.

A statement I needed him to hear and recognize.

A statement I knew he would fight and reject.

A statement I wouldnÕt want him to forget.

It would be the last words he would hear after all.

 

Really donÕt wanna be in your arms tonight

I'll just use my covers to stay warm tonight

 

(Refrain from ÒNASAÓ by Ariana Grande.)

 

© Jaela Manuel