Don't.

don't love me.
i'm a whirlwind.
i'll take your love, 
spin it around, 
& spit it out.
i will destroy you
with my turbulent tendencies,
& you'll be left with nothing.

don't love me. 
i'm a time bomb.
tick. tock.
tick. tock.
my heart starts counting;
beating. 
no.
not for you.
it's for me.
reminding me that once it stops,
i'll explode with yours
clenched tightly
in between my fingers
& you'd be left with nothing.

don't love me.
i am a storm.
i'll dance with the rain,
& i'll never think of you,
how you'd feel,
how you'd react.
i'll come back to you
with thunder and lightning.
i'll devour everything you built,
& you'll be left with nothing.

don't love me.
d o n ' t

—combustingcolours