The mist

We’re like a stormy cold front coming hard all the way from south 

Nothing stands up after we rain over those until then quiet fields 

We’re just like that cause we’ve learned to take our places 

We’re coming from different lands yet we want to reach the same feeling 

We love how brave each other can be 

And we wouldn’t be here if it was another way 

But when our air masses can’t find each other  the mist of my hyper sharp feelings prevent me to see that you’re feeling that too

As the sun of clarification rises I see how I hurt you and honey I’m so sorry about that 

But you hurt me too and I just can’t act like I was the one to cause this ray storm 

We are proud of ourselves

Each of us is proud of yourself 

But we gotta watch to not let our pride blow us like a Camboriú’s hurricane 

Now that I got your feelings I humble myself after my inner mess

I see clear as a steady sky you are the one I want to stay at the tempest and the calm

Could you just hold me and make our night bed heal us after all?